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| Light (Kenai Fjords, Alaska, August, 2021) |
These are photographic panoramas I made while traveling in Alaska. They were made by stitching together separate photographs using photoshop. |
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| Mountain Ridge (Denali, July 2021) |
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| Mountains (Denali, July 2021) |
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| Fog 1 (Denali, July 2021) |
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| Fog II (Denali, July 2021) |
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| Morning (Denali, July 2021) |
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| The Alaskan Ridge (Anchorage, July 2021) |
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| Take Off (Anchorage, August, 2021) |
When I returned from Alaska, I had a keen urge to paint. Last Sunday, I spent part of the day with a fellow artist, Navina Chhabria. While she created pen and ink drawings, I painted and collaged. Below are eight paintings that have emerged across the last week. All began during the painting session with Navina. It's easy to get lost while painting; time then is truly relative.
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| Approaching Denali (acrylic paint, found papers, newspaper, ink, matte medium) |
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| Early Morning Fog (acrylic paint, found papers, ink, graphite, matte medium) |
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| At the Cemetery in Nome (acrylic paint, found papers, graphite, ink, photograph, matte medium) |
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| Looking Out to the Bering Sea (acrylic paint, found papers, graphite,ink, matte medium) |
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| The Land Bridge Across the Bering Sea (acrylic paint, found papers, graphite, ink, matte medium) |
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| Denali National Park (acrylic paint, found papers, ink, matte medium) |
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| Mountain Side (acrylic paint, found papers, ink, graphite, matte medium) |
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| The Road through Denali (acrylic paint, found papers, ink, newspaper, graphite, photograph, matte medium) |
I continue to make time to paint and collage although my work schedule makes this quite difficult. Here are a few new works. The most recent was an all night painting.
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| At the Exposition (acrylic paint, pencil, graphite, ink, paper, September, 2021) |
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| Dawn (acrylic paint, found papers, tissue paper, August, 2021) |
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| Twilight (acrylic paint, found papers, August, 2021 |
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| Summer (acrylic paint, found papers, tissue paper, graphite, August, 2021) |
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| Before August 9, 1945 (acrylic paint, watercolor, photograph, found papers, August, 2021) |
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| Untitled (acrylic paint, graphite, newspaper, found paper, August, 2021) |
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| On the road to Teller, Alaska (M.A. Reilly, 2021j |
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| Night Sailing (MA Reilly) |
Summer Silence
- e.e. Cummings
Eruptive lightnings flutter to and fro
Above the heights of immemorial hills;
Thirst-stricken air, dumb-throated, in its woe
Limply down-sagging, its limp body spills
Upon the earth. A panting silence fills
The empty vault of Night with shimmering bars
Of sullen silver, where the lake distils
Its misered bounty.—Hark! No whisper mars
The utter silence of the untranslated stars
Definitions of place come slowly and just when you begin to name thinking you understand, new doubts rise. Geography is a complicated matter. This is what Nome looked like for three days in late July to an outsider.
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| Just outside the town of Nome on the road to Teller, windmills. |
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| This photograph was taken just minutes before the previous one. Fog rolls in and dissipates, sometimes quickly, most often not. |
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| Homes and business are quite close to the Bering Sea. This is Front Street and a storm was happening. |
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| Most mornings we saw folks walking the beach. The last morning it was in the high 30s at the start of day. |
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| A small group work during the day to remove the display of flags along Front Street. |
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| About 40 miles south of Nome is the Eastern edge of the Bering Land Bridge. |
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| The Bering Sea is changeable within minutes. This is about 40 miles south of Nome where the sea and bay meet. |
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| Closer to the town of Nome. The sand from the beach washes across the dirt road. |
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| Work is largely a matter of local pursuits. |
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| In this photograph, you can see the dirt road leading up the hill. Travel must be an amazing challenge in fall until there is snow. |
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| This dirt road leads to to Teller, Alaska. One of three dirt roads that lead out of Nome. The day we tried it we got about 20 miles and had to turn back as the rain had made such a mess of the road. |
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| This is an outhouse, and Heidi and I each used. No one was home there or anywhere along the long stretch of road. Locals told us the weather was more like early fall than summer. I was lucky to find earmuffs in the local food store the first day there. I wore them constantly. |
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| This stretch of marsh is along the road the runs south from Nome for about 70 miles. These arctic blooms can be found growing wild. |
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| On the road leading out of Nome. This is still close to Nome though. You can tell by the poles carry electricity. |
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| On the road to Teller. |
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| Muddy road. |
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| About 30 miles south of Nome, there is a bar. Heidi and I stopped in one afternoon and met the two people running the bar. |
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| Within Nome. |
