Orlando II: “Eyes like drenched Violets”
11″ x 14″
Oil on Panel
2010
“Directly we glance at Orlando standing by the window, we must admit that he had eyes like drenched violets, so large that the water seemed to have brimmed in them and widened them; and a brow like the swelling of a marble dome pressed between the two blank medallions which were his temples. Directly we glance at eyes and forehead, thus do we rhapsodize.”
–Orlando, Virginia Woolf
Pied Piper
11″ x 14″
Oil on Panel
2010
“Come in!” — the Mayor cried, looking bigger
And in did come the strangest figure!
His queer long coat from heel to head
Was half of yellow and half of red,
And he himself was tall and thin,
With sharp blue eyes, each like a pin,
And light loose hair, yet swarthy skin
No tuft on cheek nor beard on chin,
But lips where smile went out and in;
There was no guessing his kith and kin:
And nobody could enough admire
The tall man and his quaint attire.
Quoth one: “It’s as my great-grandsire,
“Starting up at the Trump of Doom’s tone,
“Had walked this way from his painted tombstone!”
-”The Pied Piper of Hamelin,” Robert Browning
Weave, weave the sunlight in your hair
8″ x 10″
Oil on Panel
2010
Stand on the highest pavement of the stair– Lean on a garden urn– Weave, weave the sunlight in your hair– Clasp your flowers to you with a pained surprise– Fling them to the ground and turn With a fugitive resentment in your eyes: But weave, weave the sunlight in your hair.-”La Figlia che Piange,” T.S. Eliot
Dreaming Spires
11″ x 14″
Oil on Panel
2009
This winter-eve is warm, Humid the air! leafless, yet soft as spring, The tender purple spray on copse and briers! And that sweet city with her dreaming spires, She needs not June for beauty’s heightening“Thyrsis: A Monody,” Mathew Arnold
Damsel with a Dulcimer
8″ x 10″
Oil on Panel
2009
A damsel with a dulcimer In a vision once I saw: It was an Abyssinian maid, And on her dulcimer she played, Singing of Mount Abora.-Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
Dorian Gray II: The Senses and the Soul
30″ x 40″
Oil on Canvas
2008
“Nothing can cure the soul but the senses, just as nothing can cure the senses but the soul.”-The Picture of Dorian Gray, Oscar Wilde
Lilies of the Field: Jonathan
10″ x 14″
Oil on Panel
2008
Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they toil not, neither do they spin: and yet I say unto you, That even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.-Matthew 6:28-29
