Mass Transit

or the transit of the masses. New Yorkers, getting from one place to another, submissive, patient, resigned, quiet. 

I observe them as they sit or stand, lost in thought, reading, listening to their I pods, studying their notes, eating, staring into space, oblivious to their fellow passengers, strangers who share a brief time of enforced intimacy. 

The subway, where all of us in our individuality become part of an anonymous whole.

Mass Transit

Mass Transit

Oil on Canvas 30" x 22"

Obedience

Obedience

Oil on Board 41" x 15.5

23rd Street dyptich

23rd Street dyptich

oil on canvas 60" x 22"

The Platform

The Platform

oil on canvas 48" x 16"

Going Home Underground

Going Home Underground

96" x 7.5"

Between Stations

Between Stations

oil on canvas 36" x 16"

Going Home Elevated

Going Home Elevated

Oil on Board 12" x 97""

Subway, view #1

Subway, view #1

38"' W 16" D 12" H

Subway, view #2

Subway, view #2

38"' W 16" D 12" H

Subway, view #3

Subway, view #3

38"' W 16" D 12" H

Subway, view #4

Subway, view #4

38"' W 16" D 12" H

Please Stand Aside view 2

Please Stand Aside view 2

Low Fired Clay

Please Stand Aside view 3

Please Stand Aside view 3

Intimate Strangers view 1

Intimate Strangers view 1

Intimate Strangers view 2

Intimate Strangers view 2

Low Fired Clay

Intimate Stranger view 3

Intimate Stranger view 3

Low Fired Clay

Intimate Strangers view 4

Intimate Strangers view 4