18 April 2020

Coronacation (Part Three)


Some Distant Horizon
Part Three Of The Covid-19 Era Visual Diary



Nature’s Work Always Comes In On Time


Everything Is Off Limits


Secret Lake Is A Secret



7 April 2020

Many roads are still open though some are closed. 
Many choices remain though some have been taken away. 
We will make new roads. We will make new choices. 
Everything closed or denied us for a time will reopen 
and reappear and we will find ourselves with even more 
choices than ever before... because we created them
 ourselves. Let’s remember to be kind to ourselves and others.


Spring Break 2020 #nofilter #stayhome



7 April 2020

Tonight I’m lighting a candle (or three) and saying goodbye 
to Schitt’s Creek. This show has brought me tremendous 
happiness, laughter and touched my heart in a way that no 
other TV show has before. I will definitely miss these 
beautiful characters and their wonderful world. 
Thanks for everything, guys!




Our Lord And Savior Moira Rose




8 April 2020

As the sun begins to set I’m thinking of my beloved 
Jewish friends and family who are celebrating the first 
night of Passover. May those of you who are apart from 
loved ones still feel connected in all of the timeless 
traditions you share across miles, decades and centuries. 
Many blessings. You all mean so much to me.


Mr. Peanut says hello!


9 April 2020

Shhh! Don't tell Steve about the bag of goodies
I left on his door as a thank you for making me this
amazing Linus mask. He made masks for my parents 
as well and he is LITERALLY the best friend ever.
Thank you, Peep!


Pandemic but make it fashion.


Here’s one of the items that was in the bag I gave 
Steve: A 1950s W.T. Grant ceramic glitter planter of a lamb 
that looks like he’s lifting his leg to pee. Golden... uhhh,
 I mean April showers bring May flowers!









11 April 2020

Hey, friends. I’m not gonna lie. 
This Easter is going to be weird for many of us who 
won’t be able to celebrate with loved ones. All day long
 I’ve been thinking about how tomorrow will be the first 
Easter in 47 years that I won’t be sitting down to dinner 
with my parents. I’ll admit, it got to me but I accept the
 circumstances we’re all in. This afternoon I sat down 
at my table to draw and the most beautiful, warm sunlight
 drew stripes across me as it came through the blinds and 
it made me smile. It felt like all of my departed loved 
ones were smiling at me and saying “I love you” so I thought 
I’d share that light (and that smile) with all of you because 
I love you too. Let’s keep finding our light and sharing it 
however we can.


This is what was on my table when the light broke through 
and lit up my eyes with joy. My work table is a sacred space. 
I’ve been using it since my parents gave it to me in 1985. It is 
here that I’ve not only created most of my artwork for the last
 35 years but also created myself to some degree. We all create 
ourselves with the energy we choose to connect to and the 
things we make with it. Many thanks to the sunlight 
for what it brought me today.



12 April 2020

I dropped off flowers, supplies and maintained a
 safe and appropriate social distance. The dog was
very confused. Happy Easter from The Montone Family.


Easter Parade





17 April 2020

Not all secrets are dark. Some carry magic.
Our reflections show us what we project. 
Our shadows show us (through contrast) how bright our light 
can shine. Our perception of distance shows us not how 
far we are from our desired good but how far we can reach. 
Sometimes, in stillness, with clear vision and belief in our 
own power, the stream can carry everything our way. 
Here’s to all of us as we co-create peace, abundance and 
prosperity. Stay illuminated. Love, CDM



06 April 2020

Coronacation (Part Two)


Part two of the Covid-19 era visual diary.
Items of the moment and items of the past.



Good Afternoon, Friends. This is my living room. 
It’s where I spend a lot of time making art, enjoying movies 
and music and lately it’s become a broadcast station from 
which I’ve been holding live Facebook and Instagram chats. 
Since I can’t have guests due to social distancing I’m happy
to open my home to you the next best way I know how... 
with images and live video. Drop in sometime, why don’t you? 





I can't believe Schitt's Creek is over.


I’ve been keeping up with current events while social 
distancing because it’s important to stay informed. 
Say... Who’s this Debbie Harry person I keep reading 
about? She seems like a talented young lady with a 
bright future. That Bo Derek seems a bit salacious, though.



Magazine Archive: Laugh-In (1968-69)
These 4 issues of Laugh-In Magazine (complete with Goldie Hawn 
centerfold) are recent additions to my collection of Rowan & Martin’s 
Laugh-In memorabilia and my vintage magazine archive. I’ve also 
been unplugging from current events with the Rowan & Martin’s 
Laugh-In DVD box set, which includes all episodes of the show from 
1968 - 1973. All 6 seasons of Laugh-In are also available to watch in
 full on Amazon Prime for those who (like me) can appreciate an 
escapist, psychedelic throwback. SOCK IT TO ME! Could it be called
 an immersive, high energy look at 1960s & 1970s pop culture
 through the lens of music and comedy? YOU BET YOUR SWEET 
BIPPY! Be safe and keep smiling, friends.


I caved to peer pressure and did the #UntilTomorrow thing.


Sketchbook • Another Classroom Drawing 
Student Sculpture Drawn On The Cover Of A 1960s 
Layout Pad • Today marks the end of two weeks of 
distance / digital schooling and two weeks since I’ve 
been in my classroom with my students. Nine days before 
school shut down for the corona virus, I posted a photo of 
the interior of my quiet classroom with the lights off and 
the reflected sunlight from the windshields of parked cars 
projected in steep diagonals across the ceiling. A friend who 
saw the photo noted the mood of the image and told me “It’s 
like you’ve already said goodbye.” I will admit that I did hear 
prescient messages and had some premonitions of a disruption 
to work and life rhythms before Covid 19 closed in but I couldn’t
 have predicted how far its reach would become. Regardless, I’m 
staying upbeat, productive and positive. I believe there are 
lessons to be learned here, projects to create and achievements to
 accomplish while we are all social distancing. I’ve just
 filled the last page of sketchbook number 152, photographed 
it cover to cover and placed it in storage with the others. 
Sketchbooks 153 and 154 are being filled concurrently and new 
fine art pieces are in development. I’ll continue to share images
 along with my thoughts and good wishes to all. Thanks to all 
who have connected to the genuine good vibes and positivity 
I’ve worked to share in the wake of all this madness. We may
 all affected by this in different ways but each of us STILL 
gets to choose what defines us... now and moving forward. 
Don’t let anything stop you from creating yourself. 


27 March 1990 • 30 Years Ago Today 

Vogue by Madonna was released and nothing would ever be the same. 
I first saw voguing in a New York City nightclub. In simpler, less 
restrictive times a 16 year old could easily be given entry to Roxy, 
Palladium, Roseland, Limelight or The Ritz. Whether or not someone
 had “put you on the list”, if you looked somewhat right, whoever was 
working the door would put their clipboard down and unhook the 
gilded metal end of the barrier that separated the sidewalk standees
 from the party people: The Velvet Rope. Okay. Picture it: The Roxy.
 1989. I’m 16 and (sort of) cute... just figuring out my look and my 
life. Beautiful boys and girls surround me in a sweep of confrontational, 
angular dance moves that look like Egyptian art poses. As these living 
hieroglyphics glide in and out of position, a silky voice from the 
sound system sings “In my black tights just throwing shade / doing
 this dance that some queen made” over a thumping series of beats.
 The song was “Deep In Vogue” by Malcolm McLaren. I would
 later hear the term vogue used to describe these moves and learn 
that voguing had started at Harlem Drag Balls. Elements of that 
scene had begun to make their way downtown to the West Village. 
This crossover was about to give way to a global explosion with the
 release of a song by Madonna which almost didn’t get released 
and almost became the B-side of another single. Luckily, this infectious
 dance track (recorded quickly the previous winter by Madonna 
and Shep Pettibone) was given priority by the artist, Warner Bros. 
Records, radio and MTV (which gave it heavy rotation). My father 
and I watched the video premiere with great anticipation two days 
after the single hit the stores and airwaves. MTV was running it 
hourly for a whole night and with each viewing, I found myself 
further hypnotized by the song and video’s luxurious modern elegance.
 Drawing references from classic cinema, fashion and photography
 I truly felt I was watching a 1930s Hollywood movie with a fresh 
1990s soundtrack whose sole message was “you are beautiful”. 
Thank you, Madonna. Teenage Me needed to hear that. 
WE ALL NEEDED TO HEAR THAT.



Chu-Bops Bubble Gum Records (1980)

SWEET MEMORIES: When I was a kid, my Dad would walk me to 
the 7-Eleven store near our apartment in Staten Island, New York. 
Though only a few blocks away, it was just far enough from home 
that I needed adult supervision when going there. In those days,
 7-Eleven was the hot spot for cool kid stuff: WPIX promotional 
3-D glasses to coincide with their special TV broadcasts of 
House Of Wax or Creature From The Black Lagoon, Kerbangers,
 Deely-Boppers, Flippy Flyers and these... Chu-Bops. Each of
 these tiny album covers carried a grooved, record shaped disc 
of bubble gum and a lyric sheet. The first one I selected at age 
7 was Voulez Vous by ABBA. Having been a pop music fan from 
a very young age, I collected others by Blondie (the original 
of which I have framed with an autographed, hand written Debbie Harry
 lyric sheet) and David Bowie. The sealed Chu-Bops seen here 
were found on eBay over the years. It was a lot of fun to rebuild 
my childhood collection of these cool rock music collectibles 
as an adult, each one carrying many happy memories of 
walks and bike rides through the old neighborhood. I’ll be sharing 
more cool memorabilia and also unboxing some newly acquired 
vintage finds soon. Rock on, friends!


No seating


Long lines


Flowers are re-emerging, however.


School Tools Stencil Book (1976)

A MEMORY TOLD TO THE LETTER: As a young kid, I was obsessed 
with the shapes of letters and numbers. My favorite letter was S and 
my favorite number was 5 but I would get upset if I or someone else 
made an S that looked too much like a 5 or a 5 that looked too much
 like an S. Penmanship was a virtue and I obsessively wrote numbers
 and letters in different styles (script, print, upright, slanted and even
 backwards) as often as I drew and painted, which was often.
 I observed letterforms on cans and bottles, labels on bars of soap,
 typefaces on street signs, billboards, albums, bumper stickers, neon 
signs and even in my school books. I wanted to be able to either draw,
 paint, replicate or re-script everything I saw using my own hands and I 
practiced diligently. One day, while visiting Sav-On Drugs with my parents,
 I spotted this stencil book and near about lost my pre-school aged mind. 
Being the forward thinking folks that they were, they thought nothing of 
buying an advanced stencil book for their precocious (if not obsessive) 
child. I wore out the punch-out letter and shape forms of nearly 
every single page in that book, working to neatly line up letters into 
words and sentences. Eventually, the all but shredded pages (held 
together precariously by plastic spirals) had to be discarded. 
40-plus years later... BOOM! I found another one on eBay (which 
was no small task). Hmmm... I may have to give this book a long 
overdue retry and see how my stenciling skills are these days.


This is how you social distance.


Sketchbook pages




Happy National Crayon Day! 

I broke the seal on something special from my vintage 
vault: A very rare 1960s box of Wisk Off Crayons that I 
acquired recently. This hard to find brand has one of
 my favorite packaging graphics of all time. 




Sketchbook: Discarded

In February I mounted some ink drawings of my classroom desk on 
a page from a discarded library book. The word “discarded” has taken
 on a new meaning in reference to my plans for the current school year
 or the plans that any of us had made. Other plans, projects and product
 have taken their place as we all utilize what we have and put what 
we’ve learned into practice. Transformation is real and it’s happening.


Wash your damn hands!



40 years ago my grandparents gave me this Crayola Art Kit. 
Through the magic of eBay I was able to find one that was 
sealed for 40 years. It’s always fun to open up a colorful memory.




Bridge View • Route 78





I know that some of us are fearful, upset, anxious, frightened 
and even angry about current events. Feelings of displacement,
 isolation, loss and disconnection seem to be common themes.
 If you’re experiencing any of these, you are not alone. The good
 news is that you and only you can control your reactions and 
responses to every situation. During this “time out” where many 
of us are somewhat separated and a bit restless it might help to
 think about who and what is most important to you or the things
 you’d like to change or create. If you can’t move in that direction 
in this moment, set your intention and make a plan of action. When
 you set your intention and make it your will to do or have something,
 forces are activated to make it happen. As soon as you follow 
through with action and clear intent, your reality shifts. The 
desire becomes a fully realized reality. Once the dust settles after
 what I’m calling “The Big Rethink” I think we will all find ourselves
 changed in a number of ways. Hopefully we will be clearer, have 
more gratitude, be more receptive and ready to achieve all of the 
plans we’ve laid out during this global pause. 
Be safe. Stay illuminated. Love, CDM