INLET POINT

11 x 14

acrylic on stretched canvas

$89 - available at russpotak.etsy.com

I particularly like this piece, because it was totally a spontaneous work,

formulated from a visual image in my mind, from one of the many visits to our New England coastline.

Some days I just feel like pushing paint around. I don't really care that it ends up as something, or not, but the process is just simply rewarding. Its kind of like when your at the beach and just wiggle your toes in the sand. There is a therapeutic quality to it all. Subjectivity is not all its cracked up to be. Sometimes a painting is just a painting.

TABLE FOR SIX

Acrylic on Canvas

16 x 20

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When I painted this, I wanted the lilacs all get together in this table arrangement. Like they were a family.

The bowl of fruit adds a bit of change to keep the composition lively.

I love the amber and rust tones throughout the painting.

This one of of many, of my Flower series paintings that I worked on with a passion.

I painted this from a sketch I did at Mass MoCa in North Adams, Ma.

As I was having my coffee in their bistro, I saw this compositional arrangement to be captured by the pencil. I think I did it justice once I got into my studio and translated it to acrylic. Notice part of the museum can be seen from within the museum itself.

The process of art can become comfortable and formatted if allowed to be. The artist must be open to allow the process to flow. The process must not be lead by the artist. The artist must allow the work to evolve without pre conditioned restraints. The art must be allowed to be what it was meant to evolve into aside from the controlling hand that can either guide it, or stifle it.

Took this during the "Reindog Parade" in Williamstown, Ma

It was a wonderful festive seasonal event. It snowed, as it should, just like it was a movie set for filming.

The countdown begins, and the race is on to figure out how best to use this new year. I think perhaps, it will just fall into place like every other new year, not really needing me to usher it in.

It has a way of just happening. Time marches on.