“In My house are many mansions….” I stand between the house and the apple trees at midnight. A full moon makes exits and entrances on night’s stage– As Victorian nightscapes romanticize in paint and mother of pearl Surreal moving locks of dark portent and mystery. The farmhouse rears up mightily from the precipitous slope Down …
Welcome to my Florida domicile and studio, with its fantastic garden…great setting for a “who dunnit.”
The artist finds that he may live at two physical addresses, but his world is not particularly physical at all. In fact, it is a world with no boundaries or limitations.
How can a family live in a house which has “shrunk” and can’t be added to? Could you sleep in a dining room if you had too? How about breakfast in bed?
The artist shares some thoughts about stairs, and includes photos of house stairs and “sea” stairs.
Just as one must decide which flowers in the garden should go inside to be enjoyed, the artist has to pick his paintings, too.
