I just started painting. I bought some acrylics to fix some scratches in my wifes Christmas manger and thought “what a waste it would be” to let these paints just sit in a box somewhere forgotten and not used.

So, I decided to try my hand again – old as it may be.

The first time I thought I could paint something was in sixth grade, in fact my instructor, Tolley Caution at Junior High 72 in Queens, NY, inspired me to follow an art profession.

My shining piece was “Man on the Bowsprit”, tempera on paper with varnish. The varnish has preserved it all these years and gave it a nice oil-like sheen.

Other pieces were more poster style – simplifying the pallet to 8 colors or less.

Fuji-san

Fuji-San

I’ve always liked charcoal and pastels for their ability to blend and wanted to work in oils for that reason.

But, I had these acrylics, and being frugal, I just can’t let them go to waste. So, throwing more money into the experiment – I bought a couple of brushes and a few of small canvases, 5 inch squares and a 5 x 7 rectangle.

My first attempt is a painting of Mt. Fuji which I got to see while traveling with my wife and son on the “Bullet Train” from Tokyo to Hiroshima.

On a later trip my wife was able to snap a picture with her phone of the snow capped mountain.

With this painting I learned that I did not have to rely on my brushes to make textures in the paint and experimented with blending colors and trying to capture atmospheric perspective and time of day.