No. 11 (The Purple Lady)

No. 11 was made for my Mother as a birthday gift. This was the eleventh painting I did for the year, and I just couldn’t come up with a title. Mom just called it her purple lady.

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Seasons End

As with most of my work, Seasons End can be interpreted in many different ways. The lack of an apostrophe in Seasons, the letter at his feet, the fields turning barren and, in the distance, the slow, methodical march of progress into the farms of America. Lots going on in this one…

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Fields Of Gold

What began as a nod to Jasper Johns turned into the inspiration for an entire series of paintings exploring greed and the struggle for power.

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Numero Cinque

Numero Cinque was created specifically for a gallery show at the Da Center for the Arts in the Pomona Arts Colony. The theme of the show was “all you can eat”, and the challenge was to create a piece using a cafeteria lunch tray as the base or substrate.

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Juliet And Romeo

An homage to one of my favorite Shakespeare plays, Juliet And Romeo is the first in a series that I’m doing, inspired by the Bard. The piece is made up of a heavily textured panel, which was then collaged with paper and a number of emulsion transfers. Also, this is the first piece that I’ve [...]

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One Nation, Under Ground

Money, power, corruption and the dependence on oil are the themes explored in One Nation, Under Ground. I’ve tried once again to straddle the line between art and propaganda by creating a piece that pulls the viewer in to evoke some sort of emotional response. The piece uses collage, heavy gel and acrylic emulsion transfers.

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Backbone II

For my Grandfather, Orville Carl “O.C.” Saddoris, 1910-2007.

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Backbone I

Backbone I is part of an ongoing series of paintings inspired by the American Worker, particularly those workers who helped to build the infrastructure of this country with bridges, sky scrapers and railroads. It’s also a series I started for my Grandfather and for my Father, who were both railroad men.

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