This House is nestled in the shade of some old pepper trees on a quiet lane behind Colton Hall.

This is a Winter scene of trees in the park next to Notre Dame Cathedrial, along the Seine in Paris.

While I was walking along the waterfront in Cadaquez, I came upon these large cast iron vats. I was curious as to their purpose. When I looked into the shop behind them, I saw many different colors of yarn, and was told that the vats were used for soaking the yarn in dyes.

Some pieces I’ve collected, set on a Navajo Saddle Blanket, against a plaster wall and a screen of Ficus.

The Pacific Ocean meets the coastline at Pacific Grove with a myriad of emotions. . .at times, living up to her name, she approaches the shoreline with peaceful caress and soothing voice. At other times she exhibits her stormy mood. . . raging against the rocks in a fit of flying spray and thunderous voice.

The San Francisco fog was receding to reveal the early morning light landing on the scene before you. This painting was painted ‘en plein aire’ on a Sunday Morning, after I had worked through the problem solving procedure on a companion piece I had painted from the same spot at the same time, on Saturday.

This painting, and a similar companion piece, was done at a ‘paint-out’ with the Monterey Bay Plein Air Painters Association, at the Odello farm by the mouth of the Carmel River just north of Point Lobos..

This old house clinging to the rocky hillside in Provence reminded me of one of Cezanne’s motifs.

Like a trophy in it’s case, this venerable old remnant of the Santa Cruz fishing fleet stands as a reminder of its past glory as a great fishery of the West Coast.

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The morning mist at Moss Landing lifts, slowly revealing Greybeard, a fishing trawler in her slip, along with other trawlers, sailboats, and a tender.

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This old rusty work boat is no stranger to moving out into the morning fog bank off the coast of Monterey.

A view of the ‘Bay of Marseilles’, from the rocky hills above L’Estaque.  It is rumored that Cezanne painted his famous views from this spot.

The walls of the houses in Cadaquez are always seemingly freshly painted in White. I have, in this piece interpreted in color, the varying degrees of shade.

The view at sunset from the corral at the end of Cathedral Drive in the hills above Aptos

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A view of houses on the hillside in the town of Avalon, on Catalina Island.

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Monterey Pines and Cypress overlooking the beach at Carmel.

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It’s hard to believe, but this cypress actually looks just like this, as it arches across the pathway on the palisade overlooking the beach at Carmel.

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The famous ‘Green Pier” in the harbor of Avalon on Catalina Island.

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The Cami de Ronda, a path that follows the waters edge along the Costa Brava, near Guy’s Villa in Begur.

Cadaquez (Cadaques), a classic Catalan fishing village, perched between the rocky hills, and the Mediterranean, former home of Dali, and haunt of Picasso. The geometric shapes of the rooftops as seen from high up in the town, may have been influential in the development of early Cubism. I have done several paintings of this church from different aspects. This view, from the waterfront, has been a favorite motif for many generations of artists.

The Park on Rue Froidevaux on a cold day in February.

After a morning of Plein air painting, or cycling through the Costa Brava, we found this terrific restaurant with seating on a sunny deck overlooking the Rio Ter in Colomers, Catalunia.

El Encanto for coffee before sunrise. . . . .After three beautiful sunrises, it occurred to me ‘ I came to Avalon to paint, why am I not painting this?’ so, the next day I brought my easel, and was rewarded by this glorious display. . . .I had my coffee too, of course.

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The view of Mont Saint Victoire from the spot where Cezanne painted some of his great images of the mountain.

Cypress trees on a rocky point along the 17 Mile Drive on the Monterey Peninsula.

The beautiful wind sculpted Cypress trees lend their shade to the pathway along the palisade at Carmel-by-the-Sea”

The Classic view on an old gnarled, weathered gray Cypress tree on the main beach at Carmel-by-the-Sea.

Place Emile Goudeau, in Montmartre is the former location of the Bateau Lavoir Studios of Picasso, Juan Gris, and other painters, poets, and Philosophers of the Belle Epoque.

This view of the river Seine takes in the Barges along the quay between Pont Neuf and the Pont des Artes, with the Louvre in the background.

Strolling up from Place Emile Goudeau, You round the bend onto the Rue du Chevallier de la Barre, and catch your first glimpse of the glistening domes of Sacre Coeur.

The unmistakable rooftops of Paris’ Latin Quarter

When I came upon this Willow Tree at No. 75 Rue Lepic on a chilly day in Paris, I had to capture the Image. . . . and thereby, the “sense memory” of being there on that day, with, her . . . . . An exquisite memory.

As you enter the harbor at Avalon,   it is impossible to miss the red house   on the hillside above the yacht club.

Fruit and Wildflowers with Navajo Saddle Blanket wall hanging.

Rowers Leaving the Yacht Harbor in the early morning fog.

The romanticized Art Deco architecture of the historic ‘Coconut Grove Ballroom’ at the Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk, hosted Big Band dances well into the 1960’s.

This painting is an abstraction taken from a small section of an earlier painting of houses in the village  of Medan, along the Seine, West of Paris.

The Snow was beginning to fall as I came upon this scene of a canal barge near Pont Neuf on a chilly day in February.

A warm bowl of soup on a winter’s day. set on a Navajo Saddle Blanket.