Every time I watch It’s A Wonderful Life I never fail to cry, and then I think of this as Lynch himself swells up in tears. Rest in Peace.

Drawing tips from @GavinSnider! #FrankLloydWrightFridays 🌀 Curves are easy. Straight lines are hard. 🖼️ The building is already a work of art. You just need to get it down on paper. ⚪ It’s lighter than you think. Don’t overwork the facade. 🌑 It’s darker than you think. Don’t be afraid of bold shadows. 🚕 The taxis and the food carts and the people walking by are just as interesting as the building itself. 👤 The curved concrete is a backdrop for shadows. Late in the day, the sun drops low and the trees of Central Park are projected onto it.

We're excited to announce our latest seasonal program: Holidays in Flatiron & NoMad! ✨ Celebrate the magic of the season with free, pop-up public programming and ongoing festive activations while supporting local businesses. Details: bit.ly/4gbYPrM 🖌️: @GavinSnider

Still life with dahlias, freshly cut from the garden of Hooker Green.

Tonight is the @nyknicks home opener at Madison Square Garden. I painted the crowd and the court and the concave ceiling of the storied arena for New York or Nowhere. Here's the 18" x 24" watercolor in my studio.

I spent the summer painting skylines with @gethappymedium. Here are five studies from the Greenpoint waterfront workshop, painted once a month from June through October.

The Rizzler, funny bone tickler, freak Caligula

realizing only now the hold steady presupposes like….what if the counting crows….but drunker

Rewatching Veep. Love the chemistry between these two

Got lost in the back yard again.

You have to take a different approach when painting Los Angeles. Apply a wash of golden light so it always feels like late afternoon. Paint in the pale greens of yucca and agave. Splash soft purple shadows from the eaves of a Highland Park four square.

These cooler days have me dreaming of the Catskills.   A stone patio, a fire pit, a house tucked away in the woods, a pumpkin by the woodshed, trees changing, a few leaves drifting to the ground. I painted this commission last fall for some friends in Margaretville.

Give it up for the Mets grounds crew, the real Legends of the Fall.

Before I begin writing anything, I see this image in my mind and choose a path forward

Waiting for the fog to lift on Balboa Beach. I finished painting Lifeguard Tower B as the morning mist burnt off in the afternoon sun.

Last night I dreamed I started an art rock band called Citizens of Wichita