An annihilation of time and space

From the window of a high speed train, the world becomes a smear that verges on the abstract. Thankfully, the angularity of human constructions - in this case wind turbines - provides some punctuation.

This is the ninth in a series of nineteen paintings.

Dorianne advances

self-portrait with glove

I found a pair of huge buff leather cavalry gauntlets in a second-hand market in Florence, and just had to make a picture of myself wearing them.

It was done with china marker on a large sheet of textured paper. You can see the laid lines of the paper through the marker strokes.

Barbara pays attention

Amy's hands

...and also her feet.

Reinisa stretches

The view from Via Montalbano, Florence

Far in the eastern regions of Florence, above the loop in the Arno which enfolds San Jacopo al Girone, the Via Montalbano winds up into the hills.
One day in May I climbed it all the way to the dead-end, past ruined farmhouses, late renaissance villas, and the occasional lone cypress. At the top I painted this watercolour:

never let me go

Portrait of Rachel

One part of a portrait triptych by Tarragon, who was channelling Alex Katz when he painted it.

3 academics...

...listening intently to a lecture on the early stages of the invention of the astrolabe.

red shoes

Megan drawn from life in about 20 minutes.

why the long face?

Emily's hands

Drawn from life at the Arts Project in London, Ontario.

maybe after

don't even

A figure painted from life in watercolour.

gentle comes the dawn

lonely all these years

Drawn from life at the cafe of the student centre at the University of Toronto.

some toes

A snapshot of part of a work in progress...

Kara

She could have been a Della Robbia