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The Days Are Changing

There have been more conversations about what is normal and what the future holds than I can count. Change is good. I have always believed this and I will not shy away from it just because it seems unending at times. As the days pass I charge on. Onwards and upwards.—Dominick

Nighttime Oasis

There is a moment in translation when the original text takes on new meaning, the same happens with a sketch, a few dabs of color and the entire scene changes, I back where I was, but so far past what I was looking at the first time.—Dominick

Midnight Across the Way

This journey started out as a way to pass the time. As I turn a corner, as I look to the future, I wonder if it was more than that all along. Simple. Direct. Several worlds coming together. —Dominick

Through the Line of Trees

From an old sketch done along the Hudson.—Dominick

Day-Tripping at Olana

Spent the better part of this Tuesday on the grounds of Olana, Frederic Church’s estate in Hudson, NY. Plotting my return already.—Dominick

Summer Time Travel Two

The summer weeks are flying by. Another from a little further up north along the Hudson.—Dominick

Summer Time Travel One

An atypical view farther north off the Hudson in Hudson.—Dominick

Among The Trees

If the past year has been positive for anything, it has grounded me to my desire—my need—to walk about in the natural world.—Dominick

Just Over The Horizon

I look across the river and beyond the mountains often. Not far from the waters edge, just a little further in than normal. Even in the heat of the day the color shifted from cool to warm, from vibrant to muted. And over the hill was another marker of time.—Dominick

A Day Late

If the past year has taught me anything it is that you can’t go back in time and you can’t do what you left undone yesterday. But you can do it today. And you should. —Dominick

The Palisades

For years I have stared from the train at the wall that frames the Hudson on the western side of the river. Across the river, inbound, every crack and crevice catches the morning light. —Dominick

Unknown Flora

Fantasy or reality? The shapes took on new life as I realized the sketch was something different than the memory I held at the moment.—Dominick

Subtle Tones

Reminded of all that is and all that will be, I cheated time last night once again and looked to the past to fill in the missing weeks. How is a memory different from the actual moment. What comes of going inside the head vs living right in front of you? I’ve been too serious […]

Through the Dense and Colorful

Sometimes I can’t help but see the patterns in the trees, like a dance on the horizon. It has been some time since I watched outside a speeding window, catching a moment that may never be again, marking a note to come back to that minute, that second. It may all change in an instant, […]

Soft Ground

Looking back more than ahead, the Fall never seemed so far away as it does right now. There is a lightness to Spring colors that is elusive, Autumn colors on the other hand hang heavy. As the colors recede at mid season, the subtle notes of what is to come pop through the fallen petals […]

Spring Fall

As the petals of the Spring blooms disappeared for yet another season, my mind turned from start to finish and I was reminded of how all the color is packed in such a short times. I will take the monochromatic days ahead and bathe in the sun, knowing the bookends will complete the story.—Dominick

Heroes & History

For various reasons I have had the premise of heroes on my mind lately. How the past informs the future. How the present is a test for those who want better for all, not just a few. I did not grow up with the idea of hero worshipping. There were very few, if any, put […]

Someone at the Door

The noise out the window told a tale of greater chaos than I first expected. Warnings of severe winds and the side effects of Tropical Storm Isaias had been steady all morning. As with all such moments, there is nothing to fear until it happens. The winds blew threw and suddenly the neighborhood was brought […]

What Day Is This Day?

It is hard to know what day of the week it is when the world outside keeps spinning but life has taken a different pace. I wish I could still climb a tree like I once did, but short of that I can give a little encouragement to those who didn’t think they could get […]

Isolated in the Dark

When I was a kid I would love it when the candles were lit during a power outage—wrapping up in a blanket, thinking I would stay up as late as could be even though the sun went down between 4:30 and 5:00 PM and night came upon us before the evening news would have. In […]