Incompleteness. It sounds so negative. It's essentially my entire work in oil on canvas. I 'finished' one painting, then decided I wasn't happy with it and painted over it. This unfinished bicycle race painting sits in a Rubbermaid box in my storage. It will likely never be finished. I think I returned to the camera…Read more ronde van vlaanderen
Art
Brad has always had a creative side.
One Shoe
I sketched this one late evening in the fall of 1998. I was looking for a 'subject' to draw and tripped over my shoes at the front door. Problem solved.... subject in hand. A Johnny Fluevog shoe.
Sunflowers
Yet another unfinished painting (YAUP). This one went south on me, and I abandoned it, circa 2004. It wasn't due to lack of interest in finishing it. Now that I reflect on what I'd started doing, it probably wasn't as bad as I thought. I think we're all our worst critic. I share what's left…Read more Sunflowers
Lotus Esprit & Honda CRX
My interest in cars goes back to my youth. In junior high school, I was studying drafting and drawing and using a sharpie pen, I sketched these two cars. The first is a 1980 Lotus Esprit Turbo. The second, a 1986 Honda CRX. At the time, I owned a 1975 Honda Civic and I was…Read more Lotus Esprit & Honda CRX
Drawing on the Right Side…
This pencil drawing is a copy of a Picasso drawing and is an exercise from the book Drawing on the Right Side of the Brain. The drawing was done upside down, observing a photo of the original drawing. While not an exact copy, the technique seems to allow a sense of originality to the copy,…Read more Drawing on the Right Side…
Unfinished Nude
1998... taking a crack at oils, I launch straight into the nude genre. No idea why, really. I guess it seemed more 'artsy'. I played around with older techniques of layering semi transparent oils over previous light layers. The result is some interesting depth, not fully captured in the photograph of the painting. This painting…Read more Unfinished Nude
Hardy’s wine bottle 1998
Back in 1998 I was living in Vancouver, BC in a beautiful little 1920s bungalow in south Kerrisdale on Yew Street. I would spend my days cycling and the evenings and nights drawing and painting. I used pastels on paper for this study.
