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Original prints. They are produced in limited editions
Praising the Most High, Limited Edition Serigraph 300 edition on stratamore paper 30×40” image size 23×34” Published by Caribbean Fine Arts, 1994

Serigraphy is a time honored technique... This classic method involves labor processes based on stenciling, for creating prints by hand. It is expensive!
It begins by determining how many colors are represented in the original painting. The print studio makes a separate screen for each color to be printed. If there are 70 colors printed, there must be 70 screens prepared created by a chromist (hand color separator artist) that simulate one to one the brush stroke or texture of the artist.
Emoltions are embedded into the screen that block out negative or positive areas that the ink will passed through. A squeegee is used to squeeze the colors through onto the canvas or paper.
The print grows with every color printing, becoming richer and more complete, until the artist is satisfied. On an average day, 1 to 2 colors can be printed. At the finishing stage a texture varnish applied.
After each hand mixed color is printed, they are layed out on
printing racks to dry. After approximately two to three hours, the next color can be printed.
Oil based inks (base and pigments) can take longer. An edition of 300, with 70 colors can take anywhere from 2 to 4 months to complete.
Serigraphs are truly "Limited Editions”
In order to control their rarity once an edition is completed the drawings and stencils are destroyed, as are the screens. Also, each print is slightly different, as each screen is hand pulled, adding to the rarity enhances the collector value and owning a serigraph print is a good art purchasing decision!


Caribbean artists are at the forefront of Virgin Atlantic’s top-notch experience. Bernard Hoyes featured

Virgin Atlantic is putting local artists from the Caribbean at the forefront of its Upper-Class experience thanks to its art gallery in the sky.  Available throughout Virgin Atlantic’s fleet, the gallery will showcase some of the many incredible artists who hail from the Caribbean.
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CLIMATE CHANGING, Identifying elements

RAGS is expressing textures, mood, in its own language through MONO-Printing.

The mission was to recollect the language I “buck up” on while creating a series on elements causing Changes to Present Atmospheric conditions. An imbalance of Air, Water, Fire, and earth taken to extremes.
Rags laden with colors give Textures, cross hatched and fused as elements would amalgamate.
These original piece done in the Desert of California was lost on my trip to Kingston. Cause?, extreme Climate conditions as in “regional Hurricane.” Forty flights to the Caribbean canceled one afternoon in Miami International Airport, including mine to Kingston. Total disarray and confusion as my contribution to the conversation I am having with Fine Arts Printmaker of Jamaica. A cooperative I am encouraging to amplify Printmaking in Kingston was delayed and never found, up to now. So, the show had to go on. Calling on the creative energies, my studio in Kingston became a Laboratory as I recreated the spirit of my pieces I intended to show.
The Exhibition opened at University of the West Indies, Headquarters in Mona. This past week, will close July 15


Syncona Mesa RainbowThe Absence of mr. Bentley is going on a year. Our fears was stronger that his. We fared for his survival while he was busy taking care of his with adapting. There is a thing as” call of the wild”. It’s the acclimatization of the senses to the immediate surroundings.


Bently had adjusted. He had defined his territory around Syncona.  In the Mornings,  we would let him out to explore and signify.

He had his spots to piss. With the grounds so large he would divide the task into sessions. There was the attack on the selected Bushes. Bushes that he would not venture into, but had to announce his presence.  He knew whomever is in there, beware, I have this area covered, clear out.                                                             Bentley(1)

The wild Dogs, he would take them on. drive them to the edge of the property as a border collie would handle sheep. He would not only herd them from both sides but confound them by circling thru their legs. It was amazing to us to witness, while at the same time in fear for his life.

There was the rub. With LaVera leading the single member chorus of trepidation, every time for a walk was a time of anxiety. After a couple of late nite run in with coyote, I out fitted her with a 9mm Beretta. Small, have 8 round with a holster and belt. She was fearless with him on a leash and packing. Only he was never satisfied with his walks with her. It was never in exploit, there was no territorial mapping, no adventure.


He would come in, still looking back thru the window, then looking at me, waiting for me to say “come on” then unleash him on the grounds. He would rush out in full gallop heading out into the mesa. Be it day or night it was the same Geronimo yelp as he attack the selected bushes.

Mr. Bentley reverted to his natural nature just after one year in this reasonable Wild Mesa, I call, Syncona. I read some where that his breed were rodent hunters. Sure enough, he had an instinct for stalking Rats and Lizards. That stand off with the Bobcat over the carcass of a Jack Rabbit, was a serious regress.Featured Image -- 216

LaVera enjoyed hunting with him, it gave her that excitement that she misses after living in L.A. She began to give him leads to their whereabouts. Other than the rats being Rats, they eat the eggs of the CooDoves, her Peeps, which made them her arch-enemy. After awhile, he began to refuse house and Dog food. Pieces of lizards and Rats on the Patio was alarming. Turned out some of the Lizards were endangered.Attachment-1

He knew his limitations though. The Red Racer that comes around, he manages to alert us and Run when he has to. Like that night when he took on the Coyote, to only realize, he was in over his head, and retreated to my heels. Two other time he had encounters. Both time in the light of the Day. Once, LaVera fired off a round. The other, three Coyote had them surrounded, she wasnt armed but mustered some bravado to confront them.  Realizing they were outnumbered,  She stood in the Path of the one closest, and in her biggest voice told Mr. Bentley to run home, which he did.

He was constantly getting dehydrated. Had a couple of near death experience. His symptoms would be a swollen stomach, hard like a rock, with listlessness. Massaging his stomach while dropping distilled water mixed with fresh blended Aloe Vera in his mouth worked to revive him. Each time he had a quick recovery, but we wondered just how much the experience weakened him.

hornback rattler

Once he came up lost. For a whole two days he was nowhere to be found. called on the neighbours on the Mesa. there are five houses only three are occupied all year around. No one had seen him for days. He would wander off on occasion over to the Closest neighbour to visit Adrian, the Doberman. They had a friendship that intensified into a serious affair with Adrian in heat. Our thoughts were they ran off together. But we had already call their bluff by getting them together. Adrian a good two feet taller than Mr. Bentley made is impossible to satisfy their intentions. So the next scenario was that he was stolen, then, the Coyotes finally got him.

At the beginning of the third day I went into the Garage to go through some Boxes. The Back story on this is that we recently moved. A majority of the unpacked Boxes are stored to the ceiling in the garage, ever so often I go in and unpack a few. This day, my back was feeling well, so to take my mind off Bent,  I started to unpack some boxes. There he was, happy to see me, shaken and weak. those three days with the average temperature being 105 he has been locked away, no food or water, took a lot out of him.

Good thing I had installed a evaporative cooler to keep the garage, now a Storage for my Published works on Paper, Paintings and Boxes from the Studio in Los Angeles, Tempered. We had already given him up for dead. Made our peace with his Spirit. Even burned a Candle and read and recited Psalm 91.20140422-233258.jpg

The next phase was to get him to a safe and secure place where he can be looked after with love. We found such a place with a neighbour on the same street we had live on for 35 years. Someone he knew and who loved him.  She agreed to adopt him before, but the deal fell through when she wanted to have him fixed. Didn’t want to interfer with his Personea. The complete Dog that is Mr. Bentley, survived for two years on Syncona, because his nature prevailed intact. This time, the option was more appealing, only to ensure his perlonged survival.