The paintings are impressions of the particular. Water spilling reflections across the surfaces of silent wetlands. Unique moments in time. Individual meditative moments, quiet places that neither reveal themselves easily, nor ask anyone to specifically to come there, single natural pearls antecedent to / breaking free of any necklaced existence.

This all started with friends up north who were raising among other things, free range chickens, & during our stay gave me the task of feeding them. We became friends, the chickens and moi; i was taken off the task, after, in my desire to restore their calcium levels i fed them the egg shells from a breakfast of bacon n eggs, only to be told i had opened the door for them to now cannabolize the eggs they were laying. picky picky picky.

Buttermilk skies in a December Paris morning; Salt and sea air bouncing all over aged canal building walls in Venice; the mistral intertwining light with sound as it sweeps down thru the mountains in Provence; the brilliant white waterfront buildings centered creamily in a blue sky/blue water cookie that is the Cyclades; essences of perfect moments all; then we decided to paint interiors that had to be alive. Being funky, they sparkle with life. To purchase any works in the online gallery please contact us at micheal@zarowsky.net