18x24” / Oil on canvas / Unframed
Please note this piece will be available for pick-up at the beginning of November 2026
This is a painting of my kitchen window looking out onto the 13 trees in our yard. I love painting windows; they create these familiar frames around the world, the same view day after day. And in this repetition, they allow us to notice little shifts and changes. Windows are a site where inside and outside merge.
I’ve also always had a fondness for nooks and crannies. There’s often something a little magical or mysterious about corners of rooms, about the meeting of edges and surfaces. These are areas of real visual interest — different geometries meeting and in doing so creating unexpected turns of color, plays of light and shadow. In this scene from early Anchorage spring, I loved the interaction of luminous and dark spaces.
References
“If one were to give an account of all the doors one has closed and opened, of all the doors one would like to re-open, one would have to tell the story of one’s entire life.” – The Poetics of Space, by Gaston Bachelard
“All corners are haunted, if not inhabited…As for me, I let myself be caught [in the corner]. I followed the molding.” – The Poetics of Space, by Gaston Bachelard
Window paintings by Edward Hopper, which have come back and back to me over the years.
18x24” / Oil on canvas / Unframed
Please note this piece will be available for pick-up at the beginning of November 2026
This is a painting of my kitchen window looking out onto the 13 trees in our yard. I love painting windows; they create these familiar frames around the world, the same view day after day. And in this repetition, they allow us to notice little shifts and changes. Windows are a site where inside and outside merge.
I’ve also always had a fondness for nooks and crannies. There’s often something a little magical or mysterious about corners of rooms, about the meeting of edges and surfaces. These are areas of real visual interest — different geometries meeting and in doing so creating unexpected turns of color, plays of light and shadow. In this scene from early Anchorage spring, I loved the interaction of luminous and dark spaces.
References
“If one were to give an account of all the doors one has closed and opened, of all the doors one would like to re-open, one would have to tell the story of one’s entire life.” – The Poetics of Space, by Gaston Bachelard
“All corners are haunted, if not inhabited…As for me, I let myself be caught [in the corner]. I followed the molding.” – The Poetics of Space, by Gaston Bachelard
Window paintings by Edward Hopper, which have come back and back to me over the years.
