Satire

A visitor to my studio commented that there appeared to be an awful lot of bosoms in my paintings. I thought about it for a while and decided he was right. I’m not particularly sex obsessed or even overly concerned with body parts, so why so much pulchritude in my work? Maybe it’s because I’m a social satirist at heart.  The role of a satirist is to point out the foibles of society. There’s a difference between being lewd and making fun of lewdness. 

A Portfolio of Civic Leaders Suitable for Framing

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During the many years I have lived in Stamford, I’ve met a lot of mayors: good, bad and indifferent. Some were brilliant, others stupid; some venal, others models of morality. Some I actually got to like and others I hated (and they hated me.) Eventually I became a professional historic preservation consultant and got to travel to other cities throughout the state. In every town hall I visited, I found a Rogues Gallery of photographs of former mayors, just like the one in Stamford. Whether it was Waterbury, Bridgeport or Hartford, there were common threads among them. First of all, most of them looked untrustworthy, shifty, you wouldn’t give them a nickel, let alone your tax dollars.

Seven Deadly Sins

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"Pride"- Oil on canvas  68"x44"

"Vanity" (after Goya) Oil on canvas  2 panels, 54"x40" each

Not having been educated in Christian theology, I knew nothing about the Seven Deadly Sins until I began to teach Art History at the University of Connecticut in the 70s. Along with the Sins, I learned the meaning of all sorts of esoteric (to me) terms: Depositions, Annunciations etc., but I have to say, it was the Seven Deadly Sins that intrigued me most. Even though the concept dates to the 14th century, the Sins seem so so up to date.