During many conversations at art exhibitions, stories naturally arise from people as they encounter my blue paintings. I love to listen to these personal interpretations. It’s a form of collaboration that extends beyond the creation and into the realm of a painting’s new life outside the studio, outside of my own expression. And during this… Continue reading See your own blue story
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Be true. Be blue
A heartfelt thank you for the kind words and ongoing support as we marked the 20th anniversary of Beluxe blue art this past weekend at Winter Thaw. Out of the turmoil of 2001, when my blue paintings first took form, through today’s pandemonium, and the peaks and side paths in between — the core theme… Continue reading Be true. Be blue
Revisting childhood chums
This year, in support of the Niagara Artists Centre Small Feats art show, I am calling on a few old friends. In the painting iToons, I revisit cartoon icons from childhood that never really lost their appeal. Another early influence — nature’s innocent and strong figure of a deer — continues to intrigue. The painting… Continue reading Revisting childhood chums
mellee fresh
A breath of intoxicatingly fresh air — that’s the effect of Mellee Fresh. The singer-performance artist and her partner in creativity, Clive, are one dynamic duo and they electrify existence everywhere they go. They added another Bev Hogue painting to their eclectic collection recently and I’m very happy with their choice: Disguise & Dolls, a… Continue reading mellee fresh
B&W movies were true blue
The way-back machine has been been working overtime in my studio. Buzzkill, Deadpan Delivery and Crime of Fashion emerged from a twisted trip through 1940s movie posters. Sea No Evil and its 3-D sister, Gillzilla vs. InstaGamera, surfaced after a voyage through B movie horror flics from the 1950s. In the 1960s, late night TV… Continue reading B&W movies were true blue
Biker chick drops by
Rumbling down the one-way street in front of my studio was a collection of motorcycles finishing up a day of cruising. It was twilight and the slight curve where the street turns at the base of the hill is a natural spot for gravel and sand to gather. One of the riders skidded and dropped… Continue reading Biker chick drops by