Give me odorous at sunrise a garden of beautiful flowers where I can walk undisturbed.  -Walt Whitman, 1819-1892

This morning I walked down stairs a little after seven and saw this gorgeous, other world-like glow outside my back door. I wondered if I had left one of the flood lights on. I thought it a bit early for such an intense natural glow, so I grabbed my camera and headed out the door. I stood there, sleepy-eyed and groggy waiting for my eyes to focus and as my own morning haze began to lift, I was once again filled with the wonder of this morning greeting that only Mother Nature can provide.  I marveled at the color gradations and wondered how I might capture those gradations on canvas or paper, or if it possible. As I stood there in awe, suddenly, I looked around and saw no one outside enjoying this amazing gift, only the dull drone of morning commuter traffic building on our access road. For a brief  moment I was saddened by this reality but then my eyes cast skyward again and suddenly the world was perfect.

At the risk of sounding more like the hopeless romantic that I’ve always been, below is a link to my all-time favorite John Denver song, “For You”. Yes, I am a John Denver fan. There, I said it.  Not only have I come out of the JD closet, but I dated myself and many of my rock friends are cringing in disgust, no doubt. Sorry, Michael O. Anyway, here’s the YouTube link to the song that came to mind this morning as I watched the light show.  -Enjoy

14″x11″ Signed and numbered prints

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“I don’t give a damn for a man that can only spell a word one way.”  -Mark Twain 1835-1910

I know, I’ve already posted this piece. But I have news! This is the first of my two new color prints that I have just published and that are now available. This print was published from the original watercolor and is available, unframed, from my studio. You can either get one by clicking on the link above at ebay, or you can email me at CokerArt@yahoo.com. I will follow this one up tomorrow with a second piece that you may recognize. I’m excited about the possibilities with doing prints from my work. Oh, and the original painting is available, matted and framed. Email me for the price.

I’ve been busy, fortunately, in this slowly recovering economy, working on larger commissions and have continued to let my blog languish in lonely solitude out there in the blogosphere. I checked my stats and it seems many of you continue to come back and check on me regularly even though I’m not posting that often. Thank you for that. I promise to do better and keep this an interesting place to visit by offering new pieces, and yes, for those of whom appreciate my not-so-daily ramblings,  more frequently. Thank you again for your patience.  -Enjoy

12″X13 1/2″  Watercolor on Arches 300lb paper

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“I believe that if it were left to most artists to choose their own labels, most would choose none.”  -Ben Shahn, 1898-1969

Those of you who have been longtime followers of this blog probably know I don’t like being pigeon-holed as any particular type of artist. I really don’t like labels. Labels are things that art directors and critics use to justify their means. Labels are often divisive and counter intuitive. I prefer to follow my heart on any given day and create meaningful work that touches something inside me (and hopefully you), whatever it may be. It may be a caricature one day, or a cubistic, colorful watercolor the next.  Some days I wake up and all I want to paint are trains. I love trains, but I’m not comfortable with being called a “train” artist. It’s too limiting. I love horses, but I don’t want to be called a “horse” artist. Some days I want to go deeper, down to the ground floor of my soul and let something flow from that well, something so abstract that even I can’t get a hold on it. It’s all about who I am. We, as creative individuals all have multiple layers, years and years of life piled up on us and we all express how we feel about those layers and years in different ways. In my opinion, labels only hinder that process.

Here is my latest watercolor. It was inspired by a black and white photo by Louis D. Rubin, Jr., a wonderful photographer of the steam era.  It’s a small piece about a common occurrence in railroading, a “hot box”. A hot box is caused by a wheel journal box at the end of an axle getting too hot due to lack of lubrication and can actually catch fire due to the wheel friction. Railroaders must be vigilante of these issues with their trains for safety reasons. The main challenge in this piece was trying to get the feel of a cold, blustery day somewhere on the New York Central in the 1940s. I love working the wet into wet technique with a spray bottle to get steam and smoke effects. Spraying water on the paper and flowing color into it is thrilling. Trying to control and manipulate that color is the challenge. Skies are so much easier with that method. Allow water to do what it was meant to do with watercolor. Working in layer upon layer of washes will give you a rich piece that will have depth and life. Watercolor is a powerful medium and can elicit deep emotions and send your mind in search of the reasons a cold, cloudy day in New York can touch you so deeply. It certainly does mine.  -Enjoy!

14″x17″ Pencil on Strathmore 400 series paper

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“People live in a world imposed on them. I create the world I choose to live in.” -Emil Kazaz, 1953-

Hey, I’m back! Where have I been, you ask? Well, between larger paintings and my server not working correctly for a couple of months, I’ve had little choice but to not post to my blog. I could have written posts, but to me, without images the world is just a little too gray.  Besides, I don’t think I’m a good enough writer to entertain the masses without an image. Most of the stuff I’ve been working on doesn’t quite fall into the category of  “a daily painting”. I’ve been finishing up a lot of my railroad/industrial landscapes as well as many of my larger satirical pieces. I’ve also been busy with several commissions, thank goodness! Hopefully, they will pick up as the economy picks up.

This piece is a pencil drawing I did recently of Lady Gaga, the eccentric pop diva, for lack of another way of describing her. I decided to focus more on her face than the wild costumes that have become her trademark. It was actually difficult to find an image of her without some of her wacky headgear. I really enjoyed modeling her hair, shaping it to frame her face. I will probably do an oil or watercolor from this piece soon. I also plan to do another one of Lady in one of her eccentric costumes. Stay tuned.  Enjoy!

10 1/2″ X 7 3/4″ watercolor on Arches 140lb paper

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“I could paint for a hundred years, a thousand years without stopping and I would still feel as though I knew nothing.” -Paul Cezanne, 1839-1906

I love to paint almost as much as I love life itself. It fulfills me, it nourishes me and sustains me, it challenges me, it gives vision to my soul and freedom to my spirit. It gives me a reason to keep moving forward… some might say it is my mistress. I’ve always tried to walk that delicate line of balancing family time with studio time. I hope my family thinks I did it successfully. They seem pretty well adjusted and happy. But since my lay off last year, which seems to have ended my newspaper career, art has become my main focus and source of income, therefore, I spend most of my time in the studio. I paint seven days a week. It has been an adjustment though, mostly the not being around people all day, outside stimulation, shared ideas. Fortunately, I am comfortable being alone. I enjoy the peace and solitude of hours of creation time. Painting, whether it be oils or watercolor, realism or satire, cubism or caricature, it’s all about the art of creation for me.  It all makes me happy.

This watercolor is another of my railroad pieces based on historical photographs. I have a growing library of books on the subject, as well as access to online photo archives. Painting modern railroads is probably easier because I can go out and shoot my own photo reference and or sketch from life. But when working on a piece about the history of railroading, you have no choice but to base your paintings on many photo references, mostly by photographers other than yourself. This watercolor was based on one such photo from a book on the Argent Lumber Company of South Carolina, authored by my friend Mal Ferrell. The wonderful power of art allows you to redesign images, deleting or adding information that strengthens the design and overall feeling of a piece. You are the climate controller and the time-of-day master. I wanted this piece to have the feel of an approaching storm when the wind picks up and the sky suddenly fills with dark, ominous clouds that slowly cover the remaining patches of cerulean blue. Watercolor has an almost mystical way of producing weather effects. I love that. That’s the main asset that keeps me coming back for more. I hope this piece stirs something in you, maybe an emotion you haven’t felt since you were a child, maybe…  Enjoy!

7 1/4″ x 12 1/4″ watercolor on Arches 140lb paper

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“The longer you look at an object, the more abstract it becomes, and, ironically, the more real.”  -Lucian Freud, 1922-

It’s been awhile since I last posted. I really need to find my groove again and stop with the dry spells. I’ve been working on some larger pieces, well, large for me, and that pulls me away from the smaller pieces for the blog. Most are oils on canvas and the subject bounces between satire and the railroad/industrial landscape, not to mention commission pieces of all shapes and sizes. I have mentioned here before that I have a wide range of interests when it comes to subject matter. I go from the absurd to hyper-realism, to the abstract, all in the span of the average week. Sometimes it makes me a little crazy.

I started this watercolor after spending days working on several oils, including a larger caricature of John Lennon, group caricatures of the band U2 and a very realistic piece of a Pennsylvania Railroad steam freight rolling through an evening snow scene somewhere in 1940s Pennsylvania. Talk about variety! After all that relatively tight painting and traditional technique,  it was a joy to loosen up with this cubistic piece. The flow of watercolor using bright colors direct from the tube while creating the overall design was very relaxing and much needed. Maybe that’s the reason I continue to explore different genres of art, instead of focusing on one theme. I think it keeps me fresh and open to the possibilities. I hope it shows.  Enjoy!

“Seule la beauté  peut sauver  le monde.”
“Only beauty can save the world.”  -Albert Camus 1913-1960

Hey everybody, sorry I’ve not been so active on my blog of late. I have a very good excuse though. I have been very busy doing some larger works for future exhibition, as well as packing and shipping smaller pieces to California. Why California you ask? I now have a gallery rep on the West coast! The “Just Looking Gallery” in San Luis Obispo, CA has taken on the daunting task of helping me move to the next level of my artistic life, whatever that may be. Ralph Gorton , the owner,  and his able-bodied assistant, Ken McGavin, the gallery director, now have about twenty pieces of my work in the gallery for sale. The photo above shows some of my small pieces in the gallery window. So, you guys in central California drop by the gallery sometime and see what all the fuss is about. I promise to liven the blog up soon. Stay tuned for more!

7 7/8″x5 7/8″ oil on gesso-coated board

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“Courage is being scared to death – and saddling up anyway.”  -John Wayne, 1907-1979

This is my first post in over a week, mostly due to blog problems with my server. But as I have already stated, I’ve been painting a lot, both on fine art projects and some commercial. You know, trying to make a living. I guess that makes them all commercial. But that’s another subject for another day. I finished a painting for a friend, a really large yellow lily. Yes, I paint flowers too. It came out pretty well, if I do say so myself. Lynn liked it, so that’s what is most important. Ah yes, another satisfied customer.

As I am writing this post, it is a beautiful, sunny day, mid fifties and there are two tiny finches outside my studio window carrying on like there’s no tomorrow. What a beautiful sound. Last week, I walked out my front door one morning and a red-tailed hawk swooped down right in front of me, six feet from my door! It was amazing. I heard the swoosh of his feathers as he flew by within feet of me. I think he was as surprised as I was. I’m sure he didn’t expect to come that close to a human that morning. It was a memorable experience, one that I will never forget. They are one of my favorite birds.

So, about this painting I am posting. As is my habit with these small pieces, I rarely know what I’m going to paint when I sit down. I had been working on a Western art piece, another side of my oeuvre,  a modern-day cowboy working a two-year old horse, so I guess my heart was in the West (wait, my heart is always in the West!). This Cattle Baron sort of showed up. He represents those crusty, ruthlessly powerful men in the late 1800s that laid the foundation for cattle operations in the modern West as we know it. I guess he could have been a New York tycoon, or a railroad baron, but somehow he became a cattle baron before my very eyes. Kind of bullied his way on in.  Enjoy!

ArtGuy

17″x14″ pencil on Bienfang paper

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“It is a characteristic of wisdom not to do desperate things.”  -Henry David Thoreau, 1817-1862

Okay, I couldn’t resist this. I probably should have drawn this a couple of weeks ago after Limbaugh’s noxious remarks about Haiti. But alas, some people insist on exposing their very worst on a consistent basis. Oh well, we caricaturists actually love guys like him because of the fodder they provide for our strange visual musings. I find it amusing that this guy who makes his living spewing forth such divisive rhetoric actually has a tiny mouth! Really, look at a photo of him. How does he get such huge amounts of junk to flow through that little space? It’s even more amazing that he chooses to smoke the largest cigars on the planet. He looks like someone shoved a fence post in his mouth. Hmmm?  Enjoy!