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Bucksport Cyber Gallery

“Rattlesnake Falls (version 2),” John Killmaster One of the nicest things about social media is how much art I see. In particular, I love a feature in my Facebook newsfeed: Keith Linwood Stover’s The Cyber Art Show. Stover is from Bucksport, ME. He started The Cyber Art Show as a Facebook page; today it’s a freestanding website with …

Son of violence

“SalomĂ©,” 1870, by Henri Regnault. This Election Day is as much a mirror to our society as it is a precursor of things to come. We have endured 22 months of the basest kind of electioneering, and what that will tell future historians about our culture is not a lie. I knew very little about Alexandre-Georges-Henri …

Blown off course

“Shelter,” by Carol L. Douglas When I was younger, my dream job was to be a New York City cabbie. At that time, there was no GPS, so cabbies had to learn the city by heart. Driving in the city was like rolling around in a giant pinball game, and it was fun. Either Maine …

Painting clouds

“Whiteface makes its own weather,” by Carol L. Douglas. High contrast clouds and a flat brush imply rain. Clouds are a terrific, rampaging part of the landscape, and often the best part of a composition. I love painting them. They seem so easy that I never figured there was much secret gnosis to painting them, any more …

Finding your style

Maple Tree, week 1, by Victoria Brzustowicz. We all know very competent painters whose best students end up painting exactly like their teachers. This is not what any of us set out to do. It happens because the teacher focuses on technique, not process. I occasionally talk to my students about mark-making, but only in …

The passing parade

“A Little Bit of Everything,” by Carol L. Douglas (sold). Mary Byrom is doing something she calls chunking, which is concentrating on a single problem every day in small studies, which take her about 20 minutes. “It could be color temperature, or composition, or line, or whatever you are working on and thinking about,” she explained to …

Culture clash

“Kathy reading,” by Carol Douglas (not finished). I met Brad Marshall years ago, when I was active in New York Plein Air Painters. We tried to hold a meet-and-greet in a Czech beer garden in Astoria, but we were washed out by a crashing thunderstorm. In those days, I lived in Rochester, had a crash-pad on the Upper West …