Thursday, April 30, 2020

One Fish Two Fish...

Some fish are just so fancy. This is a Red Siamese Fighting Fish. I've never actually seen fish fight. How do they do it? Those flimsy chiffon fins can't really be weapons, can they? Do Siamese Fighting Fish have some surprising little fangs in their tiny mouths? Since we've been quarantined my mind goes in some very bizarre directions. This won't be published until the end of April. Will the end of quarantine be in sight then?


Monday, April 27, 2020

Marshland, 8x10 Landscape Oil Painting

I decided to have some fun with this one by first doing a 20-minute painting. The middle one was my work in progress, and last is the finished painting.

My 20-minute painting

Saturday, April 18, 2020

Ballerina, 11x14 Oil on Panel Dancer

Ballet dancers are so beautiful and graceful, and what they do represents so much hard work and pain. In the end, they not only receive applause, but also those perfect bodies. 


Friday, April 10, 2020

Calm Sea, 5x7 Oil on Panel

This is what I saw this morning when I walked the beach. The other day when I was walking there, big waves were crashing ashore; today the sea was flat and calm. It was very peaceful.


Wednesday, April 8, 2020

From My Sketch Journal: Alaska

Toward the end of my journal I painted various places I have been in the world, just for fun. This was from our trip to Alaska. What a happy memory. That's Mt Denali in the distance and Fireweed in the foreground. We stopped in this area and my cousin Billy and I picked berries. To top it off, the beautiful Alaska train went by.


Thursday, April 2, 2020

A Couple More Pages from my Journal

 I'm almost done with my sketch journal for the Brooklyn Art Library project. It's certainly given me something to occupy my time during the pandemic, not that I'll ever run out of things to do.

In Florida we are under what I'd call Wimpy Lockdown. They haven't enforced much so far, so my expectations are low.

It's funny the things you are forced to notice during isolation. I can't go to the nail salon for a pedicure and I'm wondering when my toes got to be so far away.

The virus has certainly improved the looks of our yard. We have spent our time in isolation whipping it into shape, and it is much improved. I wish I enjoyed cleaning out closets as much as I enjoy gardening. Maybe this summer I'll be able to do some more paintings while standing in the pool. It's the only way, what with global warming and all. It's going to be a scorcher of a summer.