
And here's the first two I did - Water
and here's the first, Earth -
Scenes from the Road of Life

and here's the first, Earth -





So, I will leave it like this for a while and look at it and think about it. I would love to hear from you all. What do you think? Any suggestions? 





I went up to the studio today with every intention of working on my Year of the Ox etching, but I just had to sit down and paint this beautiful bouquet of flowers from Darrell.
Darrell and I went to the Pike Place Market for breakfast and on the way in I saw this nice Chinese gentleman selling custom made chop marks. He's probably always been there - but this was the first time I noticed him. Probably because I now have a dire need for a chop, and I keep putting off making my own! I will be sending out my Year of the Ox postcards soon. He asked me to write my name, I wrote out my whole name (as above) he paled! I said how about just the last name - he asked how to pronounce it, then I guess he made the symbols that phonetically sound out Peart. Pe-art. Cool. Darrell likes it, t00, he says we can both use it.
Here is my second in the series for Four Oceans Press. This is a linocut, using three plates. Run through my Ettan press. The image is 6" by 9" on Rives paper. 


This is the first in the CLASSICAL ELEMENTS Exchange through Four Oceans Press.This one is from a contour sketch I did in my sketchbook. I took a photocopy, blew it up and used the acrylic gel medium transfer method to get the sketch onto a panel.
This goofy painting captures more of the personality of Moe.
I guess I should explain the bottle cap. Moe loved chewing on metal objects (?!!). It started when she was just a pup. I think it eventually morfed into an obsession with Snapple bottle caps. She was perfectly content to hold a bottle cap in her mouth for hours. Every once in a while she'dcome over and say, "Go ahead, try to take it away from me....go ahead, try. Try. TRY."
If I ever had a need to get whatever it was out of her mouth, the only way was to turn her upside down over the sink. Ptooey, out it would pop.
Love you, Moe!


This was after a hike up Mount Si (2000), while Darrell and I were changing out of our boots, Moe wandered into nearby bushes, only to come out so pleased with herself because she had found some sh*t to roll in...
