Prints for sale

a few prints for sale.

I am working on a book of older work to make available for sale, but until that is ready, which I hope will be by February 1, I am making a few prints available for sale. These are c-prints from my recent work from Dunkerque, France and I printed them myself. All prints are approximately 9"x 9" on 11"x 14" matte paper and $100 each. Also, I should mention that these jpegs do not do the prints justice. I hope to offer a few more for sale in the coming days or weeks. Please email me for purchasing information. Thank you and happy holidays!

Paris apartments, 2009
2 available

Paris garden, 2009
1 available

Port at Dunkerque, 2009
1 available

Port at Dunkerque, 2009
1 available

Self Portrait: Marseilles, France, 2001

farewell sweet 2009

3 funerals too many
3 weddings
1 art opening for Wayfare Projects
1 new president
My brother Sam graduated from college
Growing families everywhere I look
So much wonderful music, so many wonderful friends
A month in France with my sweetheart
thousands of pictures
and a renewed sense of purpose.

Merry Christmas to all! and to all a good night.

Please click on image to see full size.

First Street, Fairfield CT (circa 2002?)

Go Dad! new website.

My dad, Donald Warfield, is a classiclt trained Shakespearean actor. He knows his stuff. Once threw a pie at Keith Richards on Saturday Night Live!

Annabelle for sale!

another shameless plug for a friend, Anna McCraney who makes beautiful things. plus I took these photos as well. I own one of the strapless dresses and I love it. You can get yours here.

check out KelaCala Q jewelry! I shot a lot of this

KelaCala Q is a jewelry line by my friend Lara Kurtzman and she just launched a terrific new website. I took the main pic in the background and lots of the product shots. It was fun to do and I love her work.

tomorrrow: Engels at Five Myles Gallery, 4-7pm

I used to work for the wonderful painter Engels, and he has a solo show tomorrow at Five Myles Gallery here in Brooklyn. Check it out.

archive: New Mexico, spring 1998

I took this with a Polaroid Land Camera, remember those? I went to visit Maria when she was in Santa Fe and we drove all over New Mexico. Today I got an amazing huge new Epson scanner in the mail and I am going to go nuts with it. Prepare for an onslaught of old 4x5s. We are talking pictures of my baby Buick from RISD days. I still think about that car.

Being thrifty in lean times...

means Netflix on demand, dumplings from the corner Chinese place, porkslap cans of beer, trips to the cobbler, long hair and thrift stores...who am I kidding. I always like thrift stores. These are from September in Wallingford, Connecticut.

Hotels, a quick sketch

I am inspired by Eugene Atget lately, and his work with buildings and hotels.

Mistietoe or Grave Blankets?

Spotted this in Greenpoint yesterday. There is barely time to get into the misspelled "mistietoe" because you have to spend so much time wondering what a grave blanket is and why you would want one.

archives: Memom and Bepop

Here are my grandparents getting a boat ready, I would say in the late 60's or early 70's. I love this picture; the lines of the dock, and the boat, and her arm - it's very well composed. Family snapshots like this one were the ones that didn't make it into the album, but then a grandaughter who wasn't born when this was taken finds it in a box and tucks it into her sketchbook to take home. I like to remember.

Chez Mamina

A persons' home is a window into their mind, their way of looking at the world, and their traditions. This home in Dunkerque, France conveys grace, a life-long love affair with art and a very close family.

street at night, Dunkerque, France

click on these to see them bigger and check out the pattern in the sidewalk. I very much enjoy the attention to detail that some European cities employ. Dunkerque is in the very north of France, a region that was hit hard by the Luftwaffe in WW2 and had to do a lot of re-building.

backlit in Paris

Locks of Love on the Seine

on the bridges in Paris, lovers come and pledge their love by attaching a padlock to the bridge and throwing the key into the Seine. These locks were on the footbridge, called Passerelle Leopold-Sedar Senghor from the Musee D'Orsay to the Tuilleries last week.

les chevaux et les jumelles

Katixa and Alaia
I feel so blessed to have spent a month in France (with a visit or two to Spain), I can't even really believe it. We just returned last night. I will be updating/changing my real website, ewarfield.com to a more cohesive and simple format in the next few weeks as well as going through the 1000+ images I took in October, both digital and film. I don't feel odd to return, and didn't miss New York at all either. Maybe as long as you are with people you want to be with and have something to do, it doesn't matter where you are. It doesn't hurt that France has a attitude towards food I can really wrap my mind around, where not a day goes by without good butter, cheese, saucisson, fruit and vegetables and most importantly, bread.

The horses are Pottok, wild horses native to the Pryenees. They wander where they may and one night showed up after dinner on the lawn at Baptistes' brother Manechs' house in Sare. I was honored to have met them, in fact we ran into these guys quite a bit. Can you imagine if there were wild horses wandering Brooklyn?

San Sebastian, Spain

the cathedral

mid-rumble
xistera for playing Pelote or Jai Alai, a Basque game
Baptiste with sangria
Maia
We visited San Sebastian, Spain for a day recently, walked around and enjoyed amazing tapas in the old part of the city. As an American, it still seems crazy to me that you can drive for a half hour and be in a new country, with another language I don't really understand and new and exciting snacks. The cultural difference between South-Western France and Northern Spain is very clear, even though it is still Basque territory.

Last night we had dinner at Olhabidea in Sare, France and it truly was one the best experiences I have had at a restaurant in a long time. There is no menu, except for the wines, you just are served what the kitchen has that day, including an amuse bouche, starter, entree and desert. So so great, truly a culinary experience where they leave you a little in the dark about the ingredients and make you guess and think about it for days after.

Bonjour mes amies

inside St. Martin church in Marquise, Pas-de-Calais, for a wedding October 3
a stained glass window right above where I was sitting

horse in Peuplingues
view from the Pont Des Arts in Paris, looking toward the Institut de France
une ane dans le parc de George Brassens, en Paris. Yes I took all these with my iphone. I haven't found a place yet to process my raw files and the film will have to wait until I return, which I don't even want to think about right now. We are in the Pays Basque for a couple weeks, which is a magical place. The other night three small black wild horses slept on the yard.

a little Los Angeles

Baptiste at sunset on Venice Beach
Shanna and Stoney on El Matador


Stoney
This is my 77th post this year, which is pretty much my favorite number of all time; that's a good omen. This month has been 5 plane rides, 2 funerals and it's time for a new month I think.