Tuesday, December 2, 2014


I don't strive daily to not be a scientist.  I like John Ruskin and I too learn thru drawing.  Just not so much in the manner of a naturalist's isolated observance of a dandelion's petals.  

 Take Pannonian houses.  Structurally unremarkable.  Formally, they incarnate the kindergartner's crayola idea of "home", chimney smoke and all.     

Perhaps it is their agonizing simplicity that draws me to them.  They are shapes reduced to an economic minimum and washed by time.

I painted these and a few others during the month of October near our house in Hungary.  It is a region where Slovenia, Austria, and Hungary overlap, and which guidebooks unfailingly seem to ignore.

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