“Tess”– A New Portrait

Despite her bawdy looks (and occupation), Tess was one of the sweetest and most delightful people I met during my travels in The Autumnlands. She works as a chorus line dancer in a burlesque house, and moonlights waiting tables in a pub, but her spare time is devoted largely to painting some of the most achingly moody watercolors I have ever seen. She was jokingly envious of the extensive palette I traveled with, and I trust was pleasantly surprised to find the coveted colors in her mailbox after I had left to continue my journey.

Tess1 001 Detail views of “Tess” can be seen on my Etsy page: https://www.etsy.com/listing/176657206/tess-a-portrait-of-a-werewolf-burlesque


“Mr. Bromwell”

I met Mr. Bromwell in a tavern in the misty gray hills outside the town of Coffinwax. A successful playwright, he was enjoying a tankard of ale and taking notes on the more eccentric patrons. We bought each other round after round and discussed the state of the arts in The Autumnlands  into the small hours of the morning. In The Autumnlands, hand-made creatures like Bromwell are known as “stitches” or “Frankensteins”.  Visit my Etsy page for the unlikely derivation of the latter.il_570xN.511658186_8yahIMG_0245

“Autumn Breeze”: a Work-in-Progress

Here is the initial sketch for what will be a painting of a scarecrow enjoying the weather in The Autumnlands. For a place often associated with the morbid and the macabre, there is a tremendous love of life in that twilight world…though admittedly, the definition of “life” is a bit looser there.Image

“Edgar and Larissa Lumley”

il_570xN.502197263_j2zvMeet Edgar and Larissa, a happy vampire couple on the occasion of their 143rd anniversary. I never actually had the pleasure of meeting them, but they seem like a lovely couple. As always, please visit my Etsy page to browse this and other items depicting life in The Autumnlands, the home of Halloween.

Work-in-Progress: “A Polite Gesture”

An otherwise intimidating gentleman doffs his cap to a pair of proper ladies on the streets of Grayfriar’s Close, a less-than-proper neighborhood in the town of Coffinwax.   

I find something fascinating about works-in-progress. Perhaps it’s the open-endedness of it, the pure potential that has yet to be confined by the inevitable choices that create a finished work.Image