Death Transforms Our Separation

These words say much--but not all.  I found them a little comforting,  but the scriptures and my early catechism are my constant stay.  Donahue is a good brother who died recently yet lives through his ministry of love in his writing.

His vocabulary is not that of Christian Theology--that is his strength and freshness.  His Celtic mysticism provides a rich lens that magnifies the truth of Christ.  It feels like a high jack of sorts, but he really rings my bell.  My days with Janey have been transformative--largely because she embodies, by the providence of God,  so much of what Donahue alludes to.  As the morphine takes hold she is sometimes fuzzy headed--but the smile, the humour, and grace of a fantastic life lived in love and wonder prevails above all--thanks be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus.  Always and Forever,  Don and Janey 

At The Cove 24by30

After 25 years I still can't get the damn rocks right!

Secret Garden

After 15 years a revisit.  Enjoy this 36by40 oil on canvas.  Don

Merry Christmas From Hatfields

Hit "enjoy" to see Christmas card.

Enjoy

Me and Janey

My Darling Janey

Always brings the sunshine

Recent Triple Portrait Commission

This was a difficult portrait.  A profile, a three quarter,  and dead on faces in a made up outdoor context--every figure painter's dream.  The exactitude of portrait work is demanding--Sargent said portraiture is a young man's occupation, and for good reason.  I always swear that I will never accept portrait work,  but I find the challenge engaging, and it pays the bills.  Talk to ya down the road.

O yes, and I did this beach scene quickie for a friend--familiar?  O well, Van Morrison still sings Brown Eyed Girl.  "I love the old stuff--new stuff is boring...." Andrew Wyeth.

Keep Janey and I in your prayers.  God's presence is palpable and miracles are plentiful.  Love you too, Don