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In homage to Earth Day, here is an acrylic on illustration board painting I did in the 80s. I used then newly released dim light satellite images for references of nighttime features such as the aurora and the brighter gas flares and agricultural burning competing in brightness with the city lights.

This painting portrays a brightly sunlit crescent Earth showing the tan deserts and greener regions in Europe and Africa. The rest of the Earth is experiencing night, with city lights and gas flaring forming clusters and far clusters of city lights strung along networks of roads like sparkling dew drops on spider webs. Orange torches from oil fields are flares in oil fields based on 1980s references. One particularly bright one is, or was, in the North Sea near the UK. The etherial mostly green aurora encircles the magnetic pole, brightest in the part furthest from the daylight.

 This painting was done with acrylics using airbrushes as well as paintbrushes. The continental outlines were first drawn in, tracing a projection of a slide of a 3 foot globe that had the latitude and longitude intersections drawn in every 10 degrees as well as the coastlines, all drawn with Rapidograph technical pens. I made many photos of the globe at that stage of preparation for use in future projects like this. That globe was then painted in natural colors and used in the TV show Cosmos in various scenes.

 The traced continental outlines were then redrawn on the big tracing paper mask and on the illustration board, constantly referring to atlases. Areas were masked off with the tracing paper 'frisket', used with both the cutout lands and surrounding parts as the oceans then the lands were  airbrushed in. Almost all the cloud detail was painted by hand with fine brushes.
 This painting was titled 'Portrait of Home', and I still have it. It was a kind of visual summation of space observations of Earth then.  Such a painting done today would show gas flaring in different locations, but the annual mass burning of crop residues continues in the Equatorial regions. 

#SciArt

The poem no longer belongs to the poet. It waits alone, hopes to find you and move you. It hopes to enable you to see your world reflected and renewed via a concave mirror. It invites you to turn it into something fresh that belongs only to you.

A little while ago, my parents' cat Bridget went missing. As the weeks dragged on, they became extremely worried. My dad devised a way to distract himself: he began to paint Bridget's adventures, imagining her travelling through time and popping up in some of art and music's most iconic scenes.

Bridget with The Beatles on Abbey Road.Bridget hanging out in Grant Wood's American Gothic.Bridget in Bruegel's Hunters In The Snow (with a freshly caught mouse).The Cat With The Pearl Earring.