If You Cannot Run, Then Crawl

 

A solid month for the sketchbooks- some of which you can view- here . The usual November dampness of Scotland ceased for the duration of my stay allowing me to observe/ record more than usual for this season. 
Carving away at some lino and basswood, leading a quiet life and working with my hands...

Come Along

 

          Heartfelt thanks to those who attended "The Peregrine Herd" exhibition . If you are in the Dallas area in early to mid November, Mark will be exhibiting in the gallery at the PCPC Arts Festival, Nov. 8- 17. Open 10-6 daily.

The Palms Grow, The Fountains Flow

          These days are drenched with labor, pushing to complete the remainder of ideas mapped out for next month's exhibition . Will be showing a few other works in Dallas, sometime in October- hopefully can carve out a moment to list the details here before it happens.

          With a weary stare... onward .

No Caterwauling

 

I have been working importunately to complete work for a solo exhibit in October. If all goes as planned, and I don't collapse before, the opening reception will be 4/October, 6-9pm, @ the FWCAC in Fort Worth, Texas. More details soonish...



Come Up For Breath

 

Choreographing several canvas/ panels at once, a wide latitude to reign in before a large exhibition in October. Some travel on the horizon. Hence will devote that time to lino- cuts, and the more recently neglected sketchbooks while developing a strategy for just how to complete it all with the classical effort of one who normally fails at deadlines.
  

Trouble Is The Way Home

 

 

 

"Searching for Honey in a Salty Sea"

 

(lino-cut )




Putting The Oars In

 

Exhibition forthcoming- October 2013. Details to follow. . .

In The Courtyard Of The Guard

 

There is something about work that brings comfort, and invokes a restlessness when away. The periods of block, rarely steer in any direction but the forest of doubting.

 Here abiding and awaiting an eventual release ...

Whirling On

 

From the sketchbook... San Francisco - earlier this month.

On The Way Back To

 

Just returning from San Francisco and a pleasant diversion into the wilds of Yosemite, in the Republic of California. Some sketches from the streets, spires and rooftops of SF, however the created grandeur and elevation of paradise rendered me speechless and sketch-less in Yosemite. 
 Thirsting to get back to canvas. The fire burns. I'll meet you at the train...

Above - a foggy glimpse of something to come...

A Horse Opera

 

Recordings have temporarily diverted me from the easel, but I am coming back for more. A sketch, detailed above, for a large canvas beckoning...

"If time were the wicked sheriff in a horse opera, I'd pay for riding lessons and take his gun away. "

 

W.H. Auden

Hope Sees The Hidden Things

 

More carving and cutting than brush wielding this week, running prints to post to Caledonia. The days are full, and evening hours have been invested in the assiduous refining of new recordings, while awaiting the stirring that will "push the boat out " on some large canvas, beckoning commencement.
The above lino-cuts are from a forthcoming project on the book of Jeremiah...