I have emailed in two images, one each of the portraits I have done. There is a first line filter. Each of the pieces has to be accepted into the juried exhibition. The images are below. The top one I've named a Family Portrait. The bottom one is an Artist Rendition of the Wild Man of Bluff Creek.
Welcome to my blog! Here is the latest news of my recently published books and images of some of my paintings.
Sunday, November 29, 2015
Thursday, November 19, 2015
Wednesday, November 18, 2015
Dropping Off and Entering Three of My Paintings in the Attleboro Arts Museum Members Exhibition
Tomorrow I will be dropping off two abstract pieces and a realistic-type painting in the member show. I've been reluctant to enter anything other than impressionistic or realistic paintings, but there is a prize for abstract, so why not? I have some experimental paintings that might catch a judge's eye.
Further, on my compilation of Wild Man stories, I am up to 30,000 words so far with quite a long way to go. I've added more articles from additional states and countries. I'm sure I'm over 20 states and close to a half dozen countries currently. While many of the stories might seem like fodder for Bigfoot enthusiasts, many others are truly accounts of feral humans running around in the forests, acting kind of nutty.
Further, on my compilation of Wild Man stories, I am up to 30,000 words so far with quite a long way to go. I've added more articles from additional states and countries. I'm sure I'm over 20 states and close to a half dozen countries currently. While many of the stories might seem like fodder for Bigfoot enthusiasts, many others are truly accounts of feral humans running around in the forests, acting kind of nutty.
Monday, November 9, 2015
Trescott Street Gallery, Taunton Hosting a Juried Exhibit of Portraits
I am working on a portrait for a local competition to be held at the Trescott Street Gallery in Taunton. Digital copies of potential entries need to be sent via email. Juried entries which pass first muster will compete for prizes. I will be submitting a couple, one done some time ago, the other I expect to finish soon.
Portraits are not my strength, but I'm having some fun with the attempt.
Portraits are not my strength, but I'm having some fun with the attempt.
Sunday, November 8, 2015
Attleboro Arts Museum Art Auction Last Night
We attended the Art Auction last night. More pieces than last year went up for sale and it seemed more crowded with attendees. Very impressive, again (we went last year as well). We left a little early, but both my donated works had bids, so I won't have to go pick them up.
Last year one of mine was very actively bid on and both sold. I'm sure to hear from the Museum with the results this next week.
Last year one of mine was very actively bid on and both sold. I'm sure to hear from the Museum with the results this next week.
Wild Man book - Now up to 20,000 words
What is a ‘Wild Man’?
If you’re thinking of a wild man
like I am, you’re most likely thinking of a feral man, not a wild one. (And
when we’re talking about wild men, let’s be frank. We’re talking about wild
women, too, even though there are far more stories or sightings of wild men
than women, at least so far in my research) Feral animals were once part of a
civilized or domesticated world. That’s the definition. For whatever reason, some humans decided to depart from civilization. They escape to the woods, the
forests, or anywhere else to get away and live ‘in the wild’. They may often
live on the edge of civilization and sometimes cross paths with it. Wild men
might do this on purpose to steal food or spy on their civilized brethren. Or
it might be an accidental sighting by a hiker, a farmer or hunter.
Wild men became wild men for many
reasons. There were escaped convicts, runaway slaves, military deserters,
criminals, insane, homeless, vagrants, and just those who were enticed by the
call of the wild, wilderness, outside, solitude or whatever. Of course, there
were other ‘wild men’ that witnesses thought to be too hairy, large, ape-like to
be human. Sometimes the newspaper stories, based on witness accounts, were too
difficult to determine whether the wild man was human or not.
I'll be making some tabulation of the sightings, but in general, it seems that wild men are naked, mostly hairy, are rugged and athletic-looking. Some are giants and really hairy. Some wear bits of clothing and carry a weapon, like a club. They are mischievous, breaking into sheds, barns and livestock pens, stealing anything that can eaten, live or otherwise. Some are confused with animals, like gorillas, or even bears.
The old newspaper articles are the most fun, because of a number of reasons. We just don't read writing like old newspaper accounts. Witness accounts are quite detailed, but likely as unreliable as current ones. Nevertheless, patterns do develop. More to come.
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