Totem
8 1/4" x 11 1/4"
Acrylic on Wood Panel
NFS



to·tem

/ˈtōtəm/

Noun A natural object or animal believed by a particular society to have spiritual significance and adopted by it as an emblem.

The Sun Is Setting



The Sun Is Setting
36" x  12"
Acrylic on Canvas
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Inspired by the following poem by Taras Shevchenko (english translation below):

Сонце заходить, гори чорніють

Сонце заходить, гори чорніють,

Пташечка тихне, поле німіє,

Радіють люди, що одпочинуть,

А я дивлюся ... і серцем лину

В темний садочок на Україну.

Лину я, лину, думу гадаю,

І ніби серце одпочиває.

Чорніє поле, і гай, і гори

На синє небо виходить зоря.

Ой зоре! зоре! - і сльози кануть.

Чи ти зійшла вже і на Украйні?

Чи очі карі тебе шукають

На небі синім?  Чи забувають?

Коли забули, бодай заснули,

Про мою доленьку, щоб і не чули.

English translation:

The Sun is Setting

The sun is setting, the hills grow dim,

All birds-song ceases, and the fields are quiet

A man is glad because rest comes for him.

But I look wakeful round; my spirit’s fiat

Sets me to fly to orchards of Ukraine;

On, on I flit, deep in the gulfs of thought

And thus my heart can find relief from pain.

Fields, groves, and hills are now in darkness caught

And in the deep, blue sky a star appears.

“O evening star,” I question it in tears,

“Have you now risen also in Ukraine?

Are hazel eyes now seeking you tonight

In the blue sky? Have they forgotten quite?”

If they have lost all memory of me,

Then let them sleep, nor know my destiny!



Be My Penguin



Be My Penguin
16" x  8"
Acrylic on Canvas
Commission

Did you know that penguins mate for life? Have you found your penguin? I know I have.

Home

Home
10" x 20" (w)
Acrylic on Canvas
SOLD

The Soviet Union dumped 1.7 million tons of grain on Western markets during the Genocide. Nearly a fifth of a ton of grain was exported for each person who died of starvation.
 -http://www.ukrainiangenocide.com/index.html

A bird has made his home in the crook of an old sickle hanging on a barn wall. In its retired state, the blade seemingly poses no risk to the delicate home or to the bird itself. After all, the sickle is a common tool in this environment; the bird has seen many a sickle used during the harvest. Why should the bird fear for its safety?

Do You Hear Owls?

Do You Hear Owls?
20" x  30" (w)
Acrylic on Canvas
$890

Knock! Knock!
Who’s there?
Who.
Who, who?
Do you hear owls???

Red Eye



Red Eye
14" x  11" (w)
Acrylic on Linen
NFS

The Poppy
Poem by Jane Taylor

High on a bright and sunny bed    
   A scarlet poppy grew
And up it held its staring head,
   And thrust it full in view.

Yet no attention did it win,
   By all these efforts made,
And less unwelcome had it been
   In some retired shade.

Although within its scarlet breast
   No sweet perfume was found,
It seemed to think itself the best
   Of all the flowers round,

From this I may a hint obtain
   And take great care indeed,
Lest I appear as pert and vain
   As does this gaudy weed.

Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy

Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy
6" x  24" (w)
Acrylic on Canvas
NFS

All that we see or seem, is but a dream within a dream. - Edgar Allen Poe