John Patsfield Posters and Art Prints

The Rainbow Bridge.

Just my take on an oasis in the sea of noise that seems to drain us all.....

A look at a rainy night in the city, where lights reflect the hopes and the despair of the inhabitants... Every flicker tells a story, and every rain drop is another opportunity...

Something beautiful

Inside of the curl of a wave, there's a line where it goes from blue to white - rushing by in the blink of an eye...

Change is coming.

Sometimes I end up doing a piece, and needing a beach / ocean background in order to finish it all off - and then, I end up loving it - I end up loving it SO much....

It's all about the color - and the time in your life when there's magic in that rise and fall.....

There Is No Hope.

Elusive treasures. They fit together perfectly, and imperfectly - all at the same time. They mix and combine, and stack and come together to create different impressions of the past, and odd visions on possible future events. Memories make us, as we make them. They are our building blocks.

Chaucer and the Pear from The Merchants Tale...

With the changing of the seasons, the leaves and the foliage and all of that - I was thinking about what the air feels like here in New England - as it fades from Summer breezes into Wintery winds - And this is what it looked like in my brain.

Maybe you have a Proud Oregon Native in your family also...

Absurdism, to say the least. Don't overthink this one.... It's just supposed to catch your eye and make you think, "What the....." Anything else, and you've gone too far.

Playing wirth the idea of colorful feathers and really feeling how it all came out... It makes me happy to see it, and I am hoping it makes you smile, too.

Even in the brightest part of the brightest day - the stars are above you.... Shining and shining and shining

In the light of day, the castle shines as a beacon to all...

The future is a digital horizon where the past meets the future. Let's explore and find the digital horizon....

Loss is ephemeral, it is unique to each person - and yet it is something we all share. We are alone in our collective grief and loss.

I am seeking balance. I am seeking perspective.

It's nice to browse the gallery - and if you're lucky - maybe the art finds a way into you - into your heart and into your mind. It affects your thoughts and the way that you see the world for at least a little while. And this is what that looks like - this is the artwork finding its way into the young lady.... Changing her. Feeding her and nourishing her - lighting the way for the days and path to come.

Julie drew a super cool fish. I messed with her super cool fish. Now we have a together fish.

We ALL have a font snob in our life - and they ALL need this. several versions of this. You KNOW they'll love it.

My nod / attempt at a "tip of the hat" to René Magritte and "The Son of Man" while still being uniquely my own.

Inside of life, we find times and places that are filled with Hope. We find people that bring us Hope. We become Hope for those around us.

We all wear masks, and we all try to put on a certain face for the world - What mask we choose says a little something about us - but it also says a bit about what we think of you.

So - I am having the BIGGEST creative block... I just don't feel like I CAN create anything that is worth sharing - or worth making - So.. I am retreating into a geometric toy chest to see what I can find.

Polished steel is almost hypnotic - It's always been something that captures my imagination.I'm really pleased with how this image works with creating an elegant and professional look - It's striking, and bold, while feeling organic and stylized.

I wanted to try to do something that was more of a "traditional" form of abstract art, and the more that I thought about that - The more that it seemed to me that an abstract piece is anything BUT "traditional" - just by the nature of the art form. So I loved the concept, and I tried to tie in the elements of rule braking, anti-theory, and hapless chaos into this design while I worked on it. I hope that it confuses you the same way that it did for me.

This is how it feels - right now. But not how it will feel as we move forward.

We lay awake.... and yet, we are dreaming - we are wishing.....

It's an older image, repainted to give greater texture and depth -

We are surrounded by despair, we are saturated in hopelessness. We are despair.

The Neighborhood, in black and white.

You, uhm..... You have something on your face...