Here is the final version of my charity piece for Ronald Mcdonald House. oil on canvas 5 foot by four foot.
While everyone was out barbecuing and enjoying the sun I spent three days, alone and locked up, working to finish my Adam Graves painting for charity. I finally got it to a place I am happy with and I am confident I can "bring her home" and turn in a decent piece of work. I spent 8 hours to get the face to look like Adam Graves..almost there..It is for kids with cancer and for a hockey legend so mucking it up is not an option..this is a cell phone photo... I am not a big sports guy but I was inspired by the great work Adam does with kids with cancer and selfless service is good for Buddha nature.
I was in a children's book store in NYC and Tony Soprano was in there talking business with two suits about books. I run into a lot of celebrities and I am not impressed---- I would like top meet Velasquez or Dali --that would impress me. I think he should call his book winter, summer, spring--badda bing.

Here is a 5 foot canvas I am painting for Ronald McDonald house for charity. This is the hockey legend Adam Graves---He does a ton of work for kids with cancer and it is nice to do something to help the cause...it will be done in two days. Silent auction is in June, I believe he will sign the piece as well.
1. Frog went a-courtin', and he did ride, Uh-huh,
Frog went a-courtin', and he did ride, Uh-huh,
Frog went a-courtin', and he did ride.
With a sword and a pistol by his side, Uh-huh.
2. Well he rode up to Miss Mousey's door, Uh-huh,
Well he rode up to Miss Mousey's door, Uh-huh,
Well he rode up to Miss Mousey's door.
Gave three loud raps and a very big roar, Uh-huh.
3. Said, "Miss Mouse, are you within?" Uh-huh,
Said he, "Miss Mouse, are you within?" Uh-huh,
Said, "Miss Mouse, are you within?"
"Yes, kind sir, I sit and spin," Uh-huh.
4. He took Miss Mousey on his knee, Uh-huh,
Took Miss Mousey on his knee, Uh-huh,
Took Miss Mousey on his knee.
Said, "Miss Mousey, will you marry me?" Uh-huh.
5. "Without my uncle Rat's consent, Uh-huh
"Without my uncle Rat's consent, Uh-huh
"Without my uncle Rat's consent.
I wouldn't marry the president, Uh-huh
6. Uncle Rat laughed and he shook his fat sides, Uh-huh,
Uncle Rat laughed and he shook his fat sides, Uh-huh,
Uncle Rat laughed and he shook his fat sides,.
To think his niece would be a bride, Uh-huh.
7. Uncle Rat went runnin' downtown, Uh-huh,
Uncle Rat went runnin' downtown, Uh-huh,
Uncle Rat went runnin' downtown.
To buy his niece a wedding gown, Uh-huh
8. Where shall the wedding supper be? Uh-huh,
Where shall the wedding supper be? Uh-huh,
Where shall the wedding supper be?
Way down yonder in a hollow tree, Uh-huh
9. What should the wedding supper be? Uh-huh,
What should the wedding supper be? Uh-huh,
What should the wedding supper be?
Fried mosquito in a black-eye pea, Uh-huh.
10. Well, first to come in was a flyin' moth, Uh-huh,
First to come in was a flyin' moth, Uh-huh,
First to come in was a flyin' moth.
She laid out the table cloth, Uh-huh.
11. Next to come in was a juney bug, Uh-huh,
Next to come in was a juney bug, Uh-huh,
Next to come in was a juney bug.
She brought the water jug, Uh-huh.
12. Next to come in was a bumbley bee, Uh-huh
Next to come in was a bumbley bee, Uh-huh
Next to come in was a bumbley bee.
Sat mosquito on his knee, Uh-huh.
13. Next to come in was a broken black flea, Uh-huh,
Next to come in was a broken black flea, Uh-huh,
Next to come in was a broken black flea.
Danced a jig with the bumbley bee, Uh-huh.
14. Next to come in was Mrs. Cow, Uh-huh,
Next to come in was Mrs. Cow, Uh-huh,
Next to come in was Mrs. Cow.
She tried to dance but she didn't know how, Uh-huh.
15. Next to come in was a little black tick, Uh-huh,
Next to come in was a little black tick, Uh-huh,
Next to come in was a little black tick.
She ate so much she made us sick, Uh-huh.
16. Next to come in was a big black snake, Uh-huh,
Next to come in was a big black snake, Uh-huh,
Next to come in was a big black snake.
Ate up all of the wedding cake, Uh-huh.
17. Next to come was the old gray cat, Uh-huh,
Next to come was the old gray cat, Uh-huh,
Next to come was the old gray cat.
Swallowed the mouse and ate up the rat, Uh-huh.
18. Mr. Frog went a-hoppin' up over the brook, Uh-huh,
Mr. Frog went a-hoppin' up over the brook, Uh-huh,
Mr. Frog went a-hoppin' up over the brook.
A lily-white duck come and swallowed him up, Uh-huh.
19. A little piece of cornbread layin' on a shelf, Uh-huh,
A little piece of cornbread layin' on a shelf, Uh-huh,
A little piece of cornbread layin' on a shelf.
If you want anymore, you can sing it yourself, Uh-huh.

I went to the St. Regis hotel yesterday for my yearly visit. I stayed for an hour and I studied the Maxfield Parrish mural very carefully. Every painting shows its share of secrets and techniques, I recommend a visit to look at the amazing and humorous work of art. It was cleaned a few years ago so it is a sight to behold.
Here is my finished watercolor from yesterday. This is from the kitchen of a restaurant I used to bartend in. I know this view like the back of my hand as there is no kitchen door and the bar is next to the kitchen. I traded many a drink for food into that kitchen. That is Tony in the back (the grill man) and Alberto in profile. I am not fond of painting architecture and interior etc. as I prefer organic shapes but I like to branch out on occasion.



I took this photo of a subway ad- board that has seen better days. As I passed this I realized it was a nice visual and that it also proves a point. This is "accidental art" art that is "unintentionally" art. I have seen a million attempts by artists to be abstract and "random" and try to re-create such an item as this but even the best of "modernistos" only succeed in making "muddy muck. " The perfect beauty of this piece can only exist because it wasn't meant to exist. There was no thought, no ego, no planning...no fool with six thumbs and a weak intellect trying to make art...As I remember this exists in the 15th street F stop--- prospect park. I only take credit for the snapshot...
Most photographers I know are obsessed with equipment and lenses and lighting and the like. For them it is 85% technique/equipment--- 10% luck and 5% soul. I prefer natural lighting bleeding in from a window in a darkened room and a simple camera or cell phone. (this is from my cell phone.) Everything for them is exposure this and ratio of thirds that etc etc. It is all fish-soup without fish and one might as well take a photo of an empty bucket. They are so busy getting excited about new cameras and lenses they do not see the genius of a simple image waiting quietly in front of them. In art school kids would scream "look at that surface, it is painted just like glass!!!" he sands the canvas 50 times!!!" and more often than not the painting would have the same warmth of glass or the same audiorty warmth as an anonymous wall of digital sound, no reverb no warm tubes, no life. Flat and all the genius has been thoroughly and methodically sanitized away.
Here is a photo by the great NYPOSTER Victoria will. I forget what article this was for. (Willie Nelson is the owner of this painting now.) Every time I see a photo of myself all I can see is the stress and lack of sleep in my eyes..too far up to the river into the Mekong delta, captain Kurtz. Being an artist is not for the the thin skinned, the price is heavy and the victors are few. All odds are stacked against you and it often reminds me of Orwells view of the future "A black boot stomping on the face of humanity for eternity" that is what being an artist is like. The thing I have in my corner is an insane stubborness and total lack of any other marketable skills (barely fit to bag groceries if I dont have a pencil in my claw) I recommend pet portrait photography or some other cheesy quasi- artististic pursuit, less stress, more rewards and you can always afford enough black paint to cover your mirrors so you dont look yourself in the eyes when you brush your happy yellows in the morning.
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