Strangers On A Train

  Here's the sixth collection of Mini Prints, 6 vibrant tiny prints of my ink and watercolor paintings featuring anonymous subway riders, seen during my daily commute in New York City. 

As with the other series described in previous posts, these are printed on acid-free, heavy weight 64lbm(250gsm) paper.
 

Each print measures approx.: 3.75" x 2.5" (9.5cm x 6.5cm)

Each print is signed and dated by me, the artist, on the back.

 

 

The purchase price for this collection of 6 prints is $15, plus postage.

 

Feel free to email me if there is a particular series of pieces that you might like to own as Mini Prints. I can also make multiples of a single image.

See all purchase info here.

PRICING

One single print:  $5 plus postage

Collection of 5: $12.50 plus postage

 

Collection of 6: $15 plus postage

Collection of 12:  $26 plus postage

 

 

Here are the 6 images included in this collection:

 

 

A perfect gift for a New Yorker, or a New York lover.........

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Luscious Tiny Jewels

  Here's the fifth collection of Mini Prints, 12 vibrant tiny prints of my ink and watercolor paintings featuring various tropical plants and foliage. 

 

As with the other series described in previous posts, these are printed on acid-free, heavy weight 64lbm(250gsm) paper.
 

Each print measures approx.: 3.75" x 2.5" (9.5cm x 6.5cm)

Each print is signed and dated by me, the artist, on the back.

 

 

The purchase price for this collection of 12 prints is $26, plus postage.

Feel free to email me if there is a particular series of pieces that you might like to own as Mini Prints. I can also make multiples of a single image.

See all purchase info here.

PRICING

One single print:  $5 plus postage

Collection of 5: $12.50 plus postage

 

Collection of 6: $15 plus postage

Collection of 12:  $26 plus postage

 

 

 

Here are the 12 prints included in this collection:

 

These make a lovely and affordable gift for any art lovers in your life!

More to come.....

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A palm tree . . . in the palm of your hand.

Here's the third collection of Mini Prints, a collection of 12 Mini Prints featuring both ink drawings and watercolor paintings of palm trees and coconuts. See purchase info for this collection here.

As with the other series described in previous posts, these are printed on acid-free, heavy weight 64lbm(250gsm) paper.
 

Each print measures approx.: 3.75" x 2.5" (9.5cm x 6.5cm)

Each print is signed and dated by me, the artist, on the back.

 

The cost for this 12-piece collection is $26, plus postage.

 Feel free to email me if there is a particular series of pieces that you might like to own as Mini Prints. I can also make multiples of a single image.

PRICING of Collections

One single print:  $5 plus postage

Collection of 5: $12.50 plus postage

 

Collection of 6: $15 plus postage

Collection of 12:  $26 plus postage

 

 

 

 

The 12 images in this collection include those shown below:

 

 

More collections to come....

 

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Pocket full of Yard

Here's the third collection of Mini Prints, a small collection of 5 mini prints featuring the rural settings of the tropics -- a few roadside shops and a favorite verandah. See purchase info here.

As with the other series described in previous posts, these are printed on acid-free, heavy weight 64lbm(250gsm) paper.
 

Each print measures approx.: 3.75" x 2.5" (9.5cm x 6.5cm)

Each print is signed and dated by me, the artist, on the back.

 

 

 Feel free to email me if there is a particular series of pieces that you might like to own as Mini Prints. I can also make multiples of a single image.

PRICING

One single print:  $5 plus postage

Collection of 5: $12.50 plus postage

 

Collection of 6: $15 plus postage

Collection of 12:  $26 plus postage

 

 

Here's the full collection of 5  -- 

More to come........

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Dreadlock in My Pocket

  

Here's the second collection of Mini Prints, a series of dreadlock portraits culled from my blog. This collection of a dozen portraits is available for sale here.

As with the first series described in the previous post, these are printed on acid-free, heavy weight 64lbm(250gsm) paper.
 

Each print measures approx.: 3.75" x 2.5" (9.5cm x 6.5cm)

Each print is signed and dated by me, the artist, on the back.

 

 

 

 Feel free to email me if there is a particular series of pieces that you might like to own as Mini Prints. I can also make multiples of a single image.

PRICING

One single print:  $5 plus postage

Collection of 6: $15 plus postage

Collection of 12:  $26 plus postage

 

 

More to come.........

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New - Tiny Prints !

 

If you've admired any of my paintings seen here on my blog, I am now offering sets of tiny prints, one dozen different prints for $26, plus postage. The first

collection is up for sale here.

These are printed on acid-free, heavy weight 64lbm(250gsm) paper.
 

Each print measures approx.: 3.75" x 2.5" (9.5cm x 6.5cm)

Each print is signed and dated by me, the artist, on the back.

The clarity and color of the prints are remarkably true to the original - they are

rich and vibrant and would look lovely framed as a group or individually. Of course, you could also just slip them in your wallet....

 This first set contains 12 portraits of children.

I'm in the process of printing and photographing additional sets, including landscapes, foliage, palms and more portraits. Feel free to email me if there is a particular series of pieces that you might like to own as Mini Prints. I can also make multiples of a single image.

PRICING

One single print:  $5 plus postage

Collection of 6: $15 plus postage

Collection of 12:  $26 plus postage

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A Good Book

 "A Good Book"  6" x 9.5" Pen and ink, wash on watercolor paper

Buy a print of this painting here.

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Black Heart Man

"The first time someone shows you who they are, believe them."
— Maya Angelou

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Lines of the times

 

 

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Old Skool

The West End of Negril in its glory days...............rack 'em up, bredren.

Just finished this commissioned piece for a true oldtimer. Hope it brings back 'nuff memories of good times gone by.

Murphy's Poolroom  14.25" x 10.25" ink and watercolor on paper

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We Escape the Crazy

You know what I mean about escaping the crazy, right? The crazy scenes, the crazy  demands and, in particular, the crazy people. Yeah, they're like gum on the bottom of the shoe. Crazy and they won't go away.
 
So we take a last getaway before the rhythms of the school year overtake us and cramp the style. The beaches of the coast of Maine give the beaches of the Caribbean a run for their money and we're fortunate to have both options at our disposal.

The Atlantic Ocean is barely above freezing, particularly as August winds down and September slides in. But the views are spectacular. A Jamaican beach can provide sugar-white sands, bathtub-water temperatures and shades of turquoise that make you want to take a bite out of them. But with the exception of jet skis and parasails crossing your landscape every five minutes, the pretty blue water can get rather bland.

The crashing surf of the Prussian blue Atlantic, on beaches that shrink and deepen dramatically with the tides, is a stark contrast to the mild-mannered Caribbean. The bay is pockmarked with rocky outposts, some abandoned, some hillsides blanketed with tiny cottages clinging fiercely to their foundations. It just never gets old.

So we meet up with our mirror family -- the bredren bond over the grill stacked with swordfish, the sistren shout their supervision from beach chairs, our patois impeccable if not also slightly mocking. The two grandmamas in attendance sip their vodka and grapefruit, yet another common trait they share. And the lovely all-girl pickney posse kicks around a soccer ball, trying to avoid the waves. 

It's bliss, baby, bliss.

What greater thing is there for human souls than to feel that they are joined for life - to be with each other in silent unspeakable memories.
-- George Eliot

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One drop of blood, one bucket of heartache

These are Tasha's half-siblings. They all share the same father but not the same mother. Neither the baby-faddah nor any of his three ( or more?) baby muddas has a job; despite being grown they just continue to live at home with their own parents. 
 

And keep having unwanted children.

The children spend their time shuttling between one yard and another, typically tossed to the other parent when there is a behavior problem -- "she too much chobble" or "he too face-ty" (feisty) -- or when school fees are due.

Regardless, they are usually under the care of one of their grandmothers more often than not. It's always the grandmothers who seem to step in and raise the unwanted generation, isn't it? They pay the bills, feed and clothe them, provide the only stability they know.
 

Let's hope they do a better job with their grandchildren than they did with their own kids........maybe they are older and wiser now, hmmm?

"If you bungle raising your children, I don't think whatever else you do matters very much."  Jacqueline Kennedy

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She stays

Pity the children.

Pity the children used as pawns by lonely, desperate Baby Muddahs.

They are "mothers" in name only, mothers who have children by accident or design but, either way, without the consent nor desire of their partner.

That is why they are forever "Baby Muddahs." They are no longer girlfriends, never become wives, just the perpetual unwanted link to a man who would sleep with them but never marry them. A most unfortunate status, perhaps the lowest status imaginable.

And they use these unwanted children to get attention, to compel their equally irresponsible Baby Faddahs to look at them just one more time. When the Baby Faddahas just want them to go away.

Some will even go so far as to threaten to give away their children, to give them to strangers in a foreign country, just to get noticed again by the Baby Faddah. To get some attention from someone who just wants the Baby Muddah to disappear. The Baby Muddahs don't really care, getting bad attention is better than no attention at all, seen?

Pity the children.

But Tasha will stay.............despite the Baby Muddah.

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Giving Away Tasha

"What do you mean, they're giving her away?" I asked.

My sister-in-law just shrugged,  raising her eyebrows, pushing her pursed lips outward. She looked away.

"Felecia, giving her away to who?" I said, getting irritated with the typical lack of details about a typically outrageous situation.

She looked back at me, her expression blank. "To one white lady fram farrin." She stared at me, waiting for another dumb question.

"Whaddya mean, one white lady?  What white lady?  How does her mother even know 'one white lady fram farrin?' " I said, getting pissed off at the opaque nature of her information. Tasha's mother, one of my brother-in-law's "baby muddahs,"  lived way out inna bush outside of Savanna La Mar. How she ever came in contact with a white lady tourist was beyond me.

"Mi nah know. Jess one white lady who seh she cyan gi' Tasha ed-yoo-kay-shun an' ting. Mek she haff one bettah life den dung soh." Felecia curled up one side of her mouth and shrugged again, as if she were only repeating what she had been told and didn't quite believe it. "She seh she gwan tek Tasha up a farrin, adopt she, and raise her up soh." Felecia looked away again, this time looking wistful instead of annoyed.

"And Antsman is ok with this? He's letting the fool Baby Muddah just send Tasha to another country with a stranger? How well does anybody know this white lady, anyway? Is this even legal?" I was getting upset. But I was asking too many questions, much too quickly. I should have known better.

Dung soh, down in Jah-mey-kah, information drips out slowly, if at all, like the last spoonful of ketchup in the bottom of the bottle. You can slam the bottom of the bottle real hard, hoping that what remains will explode out in big spurts.  Or you can just turn the bottle upside-down and let rest it on the countertop, until everything slowly collects in a liquid pool,  ready to spill out.

So I tipped the bottle over slowly and waited........

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Von Dutch

Miss Una, who is giving you those dreadful Von Dutch hats to tuck up your braids? Seriously.

If I had known it had come to this, I would have stocked up on some finer millinery options for you, sweetie.  I know the church hats are only for sunday and you need a proper day-to-day to protect your head from the blazing sun but, ma'am, Von Dutch?

No no no no no. That ain't right. Let me think on it some and see what we can do............

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Walk on the Beach

Just because we can........so we do.

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Chester The Molester

   I used to be happy to bring him a trinket or two fram farrin.  He always wanted a new watch, digital not analog,  Miss, something shiny and modern to show off on his scrawny wrist as he bicyled up and down the lane in Sav La Mar.
    A few bucks for a Canal Street special was certainly within my means. I would dutifully deliver the watch when we first set foot in the yard and unloaded our booty for the rest of the family. I never quite understood where he fit into the family hierarchy of cousins and step-siblings and distant aunties or uncles. He was just there, in a scrap-heap hovel of a house in one corner of the yard, eking out a meager existence.
   But I don't bring him anything anymore. No Canal Street specials, no cheap  I (heart) NY tee-shirts. Nuttin. I can barely stand to look 'pon him.  Not since I learned that he was the fiend who lured young Poochie out into the bush, convincing Miss Una he needed Poochie's help to "collect limes." Why would this old goat ask for the help of a slim 12-year-old girl when there were 'nuff strapping teenage bwoys in the yard fi climb tree and ting?
   Yeah, we know why.  Mi dun wid you.

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Yard Work

A quick trip bakka yard............nuff inspiration.

"Pelican Bar No. 3", 4"x6" oil on canvas. Available for purchase here.



"Negril Beach No. 3", 4"x 6" oil on canvas. Available for purchase here.

"Coconuts No. 6", 4"x6" oil on canvas. Available for purchase here.

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