About the second block of work

Oil on Canvas | 14” x 18”

$24,192

A parent oystercatcher leans forward, beak to beak, delivering nourishment to its downy chick at the edge of the tide. The scene unfolds in the liminal space where land and sea meet—a place of exchange, rhythm, and renewal. The wrack line, strewn with fragments of shell and seaweed, becomes a cradle of connection.
This moment, tender and instinctual, reveals the fierce devotion of these coastal shorebirds; they are excellent parents. It is a bond forged not in comfort, but in vigilance and care. The chick, still unsteady on its feet, receives not just food, but the promise of survival.
For Joe, father of three boys and lifelong steward of Long Island’s marine habitats, this image is both personal and profound. It reflects the quiet strength of caregiving, the generational passing of knowledge, and the deep interdependence that defines both family and ecosystem.

Oil on Canvas | 14” x 18”

$24,192

Cloaked in shadow, a peregrine falcon—the fastest animal on Earth—rips through the sky at dawn, its talons tightly wrapped around the limp body of a shorebird. The morning light spills across the scene, bathing the bird in an almost sacred stillness. The contrast is striking—life and death held in a single moment. The shorebird’s delicate feathers catch the sun, in an ethereal glow, as it’s carried forward on its last journey. The falcon, a powerful force of speed and precision, is a reminder that nature’s cycles are both brutal and beautiful.
That this moment unfolds at dawn is no accident. It is a threshold hour, when darkness yields to light, and the world lingers in the hush between fading shadow and emerging sun, and where endings soften into beginnings. It’s a visual elegy—one that invites reflection on the impermanence of all living things, and the delicate grace that can be found—even in loss.

Oil on Canvas | 14” x 18”

$24,192

Suspended in midair, a conch shell tumbles from the beak of a gull, catching the morning sun as it falls toward the asphalt below. The parking lot, a patch of human geometry nestled between dune and bay, becomes an unlikely stage for this coastal improvisation.
This moment—half mischief, half method—blurs the line between instinct and adaptation. The gull, ever resourceful, uses the hard surface to crack open its prize, repurposing the built environment in service of survival. The shell, ancient and ornate, spins briefly in golden light before impact—a small spectacle of beauty.
Here, the boundaries between natural and constructed dissolve. The gull’s act bridges tide and terrain, ocean and infrastructure, reminding us that wildlife adapts, reclaims, and persists. This whimsical exchange becomes a portrait of coexistence—where seabirds and pavement, sunlight and shell, all converge in a moment of unexpected harmony.

Oil on Canvas | 14” x 18”

Wings outstretched in perfect synchronicity, a flock of Bonaparte’s gulls dances above the crashing surf—each bird a stroke of precision against the chaos of the sea. The waves behind them rise with sheer force, frothing and curling in a display of elemental power, yet the gulls remain composed, navigating the tumult with effortless grace. Here, nature offers a dual spectacle: the raw force of water and the refined power of flight.
Bonaparte’s gulls are among the smallest of North America’s gull species; yet despite their size, they are agile and resilient, often seen skimming coastal waters in search of insects and small fish. Their name honors Charles Lucien Bonaparte, a 19th-century ornithologist and nephew of Napoleon, who first described them.
Each wingbeat is a counterpoint to the waves’ roar, a reminder that strength is not always loud—it can be found in elegance, in unity, in the ability to move with rather than against.

$24,192

Oil on Canvas | 14” x 18”

$24,192

Wings outstretched in perfect synchronicity, a flock of Bonaparte’s gulls dances above the crashing surf—each bird a stroke of precision against the chaos of the sea. The waves behind them rise with sheer force, frothing and curling in a display of elemental power, yet the gulls remain composed, navigating the tumult with effortless grace. Here, nature offers a dual spectacle: the raw force of water and the refined power of flight.
Bonaparte’s gulls are among the smallest of North America’s gull species; yet despite their size, they are agile and resilient, often seen skimming coastal waters in search of insects and small fish. Their name honors Charles Lucien Bonaparte, a 19th-century ornithologist and nephew of Napoleon, who first described them.
Each wingbeat is a counterpoint to the waves’ roar, a reminder that strength is not always loud—it can be found in elegance, in unity, in the ability to move with rather than against.

Oil on Canvas | 14” x 18”

$24,192

With a thunderous surge, the humpback whale breaches—its massive body erupting from the sea in a display in front of the Montauk lighthouse. Water explodes around it, droplets suspended midair like shattered glass, as the leviathan arcs upward, defying gravity for a moment as it reaches for the sky.
This is no ordinary leap. It is a gesture carved from instinct and strength, honed over millions of years of evolution. The whale’s muscles ripple beneath its slick skin, each movement a testament to the force required to lift tons of life from the depths.
In this rare glimpse of marine majesty, the whale is not just a creature of the deep—it is the sea’s heartbeat made visible, a reminder of nature’s scale, strength, and awe.
One of the ocean’s great migrators, humpbacks travel thousands of miles each year between feeding and breeding grounds, guided by memory and song.

Oil on Canvas | 14” x 18”

$24,192

Snowy owls are seldom seen on Long Island’s shores, their arrival a fleeting gift from the northern tundra. In this moment, the owl’s ethereal beauty is heightened by contrast—its white plumage against the dark, weathered carapaces of horseshoe crabs, its stillness framed by the motion of waves. However, this portrait of grace belies a sinister side.
Beneath its soft, downy feathers lies a predator of astonishing skill. Their beauty is disarming, but their nature is anything but gentle. Snowy owls are fierce hunters, capable of taking down prey with silent force and unerring accuracy. To see one here, surrounded by the remnants of ancient marine life, is to witness a convergence of strength and serenity, of wildness and wonder.