Folly Winter, 24″ x 30″ oil on linen, framed by the artist

The original has found its forever home. Available as hand-embellished canvas giclee (5) and AP giclee on heavy paper (5)

This painting is my way of coming home as an artist, after an exotic and emotional artistic and spiritual journey to Haiti. Nothing says home like the Folly Beach Pier. The beach is always changing, always full of surprises, all year round, even as it stays the same. This, of course, is the old pier, depicted here, which has recently been renovated. It has lost that rickety flavor I loved so much. But it still stands, and will stand into the next century, a symbol for the good times passed there. At least we will have cool art to remember the days where the Charleston was invented and where me and my children once fished. It is where Porgy and Bess was inspired. It is where the heart of surf life began. Folly is where you will still find real beach bums. Here, there still rings the chime of authenticity, a melodrama of the past. It is a familiar tune, as from a music box, always playing in the background. it is not a new tune and one can barely make it out over the pounding surf, yet it never grows old.