12/25/12

merry christmas




"You say you will
not go with me
you turn your eyes away.
You say you will
not follow me.
I'm going to the west."  

-L Lofgren

11/15/12

night sky in Oregon


Wherefore, if God so clothe the grass of the field, which today is, and tomorrow is cast into the oven: shall he not much more clothe you, O ye of little faith?

Matt 6:30

11/6/12

new portrait website.

so here's a portrait website dedicated to my portrait painting.  I'm hoping to get some more commissions from this.  Thanks for looking!  If I know you, discounts!
http://paintedportraits.carbonmade.com/

11/3/12

Allen TenBusschen's painting of Jenny


In the eternal quest of many artists to immortalize Jenny, Allen wins again.  I could look at this all day.  Here's his blog:  Tenbu.blogspot.com.

10/13/12

10/7/12

autumn poem


 




Mnemosyne  by Trumbull Stickney


It’s autumn in the country I remember.


How warm a wind blew here about the ways!
And shadows on the hillside lay to slumber
During the long sun-sweetened summer-days.


It’s cold abroad the country I remember.


The swallows veering skimmed the golden grain
At midday with a wing aslant and limber;
And yellow cattle browsed upon the plain.


It’s empty down the country I remember.


I had a sister lovely in my sight:
Her hair was dark, her eyes were very sombre;
We sang together in the woods at night.


It’s lonely in the country I remember.


The babble of our children fills my ears,
And on our hearth I stare the perished ember
To flames that show all starry thro’ my tears.


It’s dark about the country I remember.


There are the mountains where I lived. The path
Is slushed with cattle-tracks and fallen timber,
The stumps are twisted by the tempests’ wrath.


But that I knew these places are my own,
I’d ask how came such wretchedness to cumber
The earth, and I to people it alone.

9/24/12

Malayka Gormally is a great portrait painter!

Yeah! someone who paints people that don't look like basted turkeys coming out of the oven.

9/20/12

alright then

In 2011 Mitt Romney gave over $4 million to charity, almost 19% of his income... Just for comparison purposes, Obama gave 1% and Joe Biden gave $300 or .0013%.

9/19/12

End of summer

The end of summer is in the slant of the sunlight, the drone of the crickets, the dry crisp air, the bales of hay dotting the landscape, the quickened pace everyone walks at. Just a few weeks til frost. And we reap what we have sown. Head for the hills.

7/30/12

Claire

old world

And cowboys roping in baseball caps And empty space on McNally maps And yucca, creosote and sage And trailer parks in dusty towns And warm winds when the sun goes down And dry creeks and history on a page And trout jumping in a mountain stream And cotton fields along the San Joaquin An old coyote fussin at the moon And a hawk on a power line Bob wire fences pinion pine Desert road stretching across the sand And tractors and seed shops And salesmen in used car lots And windmills and young people in a van.

6/6/12

I Was Young When I Left Home - Bob Dylan

I was young when I left home and I been all rambling 'round. And I never wrote a letter to my home. To my home lord lord lord. And I never wrote a letter to my home. It was just the other day, I was bringing home my pay when I met an old friend I used to know. Said your mother's dead and gone, baby sister's all gone wrong and your daddy needs you home right away. Not a shirt on my back, not a penny on my name. But I can't go home thisaway. Thisaway, lord lord lord. And I can't go home this way.

5/2/12

MFA show art

Here are the seven paintings in my show! The one of my dad in winter and Mel in springtime are really big (7ft x 8ft) so they are cooler in life. They hang in the basement of the Harold B Lee library on BYU campus until May 28th so, go see them if you are around.

4/25/12

kodachrome basin

"And the Lord God spake unto Moses, saying; The heavens, they are many, and they cannot be humbered unto man; but they are numbered unto me, for they are mine." Moses 1:37

4/9/12

art show



I'm a little old pasture creek; they got no name for me.
I'm a little pasture creek, got no name for me.
When I grow up, I'm gonna be the Mississippi.

I'm an old raccoon; I got candles in my eyes.
I'm an old raccoon, I got candles in my eyes.
Stay away from the road or else I might draw flies.

I'm a grain elevator white as a china dish.
I'm a grain elevator white as a china dish.
Tall as a satellite, fat as an old catfish.

I'm a July cornfield far as you can see.
I'm a July cornfield far as you can see.
And if you real careful, you can walk on top of me.

I'm a river valley; I used to be a mountain top.
I'm a river valley, I used to be a mountain top.
Once you go down, brother, it's hard to stop.

Out in the country, gravel road a-ramble all around.
Out in the country, gravel road a-ramble all around.
And the dust blow up 'til the cool rain tumble down.

4/4/12

Happy Birthday Hans!

Ezekiel 34:16

I will seek that which was lost, and bring again that which was driven away, and will bind up that which was broken, and will strengthen that which was sick:

andys poster again



I re-painted this girls head probably 20 times, and had Andrew redo the poster because I kept changing things on my painting. I think it looks better, she looks less like a racoon. Its a sweet poster, nice job Andy.

3/25/12

vending machine art



I don't know who made this, but I like it. Its packing tape. I will miss BYU art school.

2/6/12

Bear Lake


"A voice within my heart said
'Go down to the valley',
In the winter of my life I went down-"


H. Hardman

2/4/12

Idaho/Utah


Coming out of Logan Canyon into Bear Lake is quite a drive. There is an abundance of all the most beautiful things and a lack of all the wrong things- the whole land is such a gift for anyone who shows up.

1/22/12

Oahu





How we alone of mortals are
Hid under quiet boughs apart,
While our love grows an Indian star,
A meteor of the burning heart,
One with the tide that gleams,
the wings that gleam and dart.

Yeats