Clearing My Palate

Old Homestead

On rare occasions, I produce a painting that seems to be not “me.” Here’s one I just finished.

The palette is limited and look at those pastels! And where are the people? (Actually, four little dots in the field and two tiny tiny dots on the porch of the house.)

I’ve decided these “atypical” paintings are a way to clear my palate (if not my palette.) It’s like the “sorbet-with-eau de vie” course at a big dinner in Alsace. Probably the aromatic eau de vie made by my French cousin Charles Dann out of Asperula (woodruff.)

Now that I’ve cleared my creative palate (and I actually cleared my paint palette as well), my pending works are lined up like airliners waiting to take off at SFO, one large-scale figurative work after another. So I’ll be back to normal soon. Meanwhile, enjoy this slight break in the action.

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