Nothing can be finer than to be in Carolina in the morning...especially in the vivid colors of Fall.
Yesterday Pieces of 8 (or is it Pieces of 8's?) Kathy, Cindy and I exhibited and sold our work at a fundraiser for our local Women's Center, a wonderful cause. It was a lovely event. The night before, I must have been a bit anxious, because I had a wild dream that Lady Gaga was performing for us and selling her own fashion line. Most notable was her line of sensible shoes. I doubt Lady Gaga even knows what a sensible shoe looks like. Years ago, when I would tell my college psychology professor about a dream like this, he would say, "See me after class."
Showing posts with label boy hike daily painting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boy hike daily painting. Show all posts
Saturday, December 10, 2011
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Big Splash, 8x10
I've traveled a lot this Fall, and I hardly know what to paint next. This is a view from the cliffs of Prout's Neck, Maine, Winslow Homer's stomping ground. It's so much more dramatic than our beach here in Florida, except during hurricanes.
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Low Country Sunset, 6x6
South Carolina marshes are so much fun to paint. I'd like to paint more of them, but you know how it is...so many subjects, so little time. This one me feel better after I painted an unsuccessful painting earlier this week. I hate to admit it, but better painters than I have admitted such things. In fact, it was a floral painting and as I gaze upon it now, it looks more and more like a "scraper." I think I need to work on painting flowers, but there are so many other things, like water: seascapes, ponds, rivers, waterfalls, and, of course, marshes.
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Mast General Store, 8x6 Oil on Gessoboard
I love the old and the new together. This man is on his cell phone in front of the original Mast General Store in North Carolina. Our painting group had a great time browsing through the items of a bygone era in the store. Fels-Naptha soap, Coke in bottles...a walk down memory lane.
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Broken Down, 5x7
This is No. 11 in my series of cell phone paintings. Big thanks to Carol Blackburn for sending me the photo from Maine, after she saw this farmer calling for help because his tractor broke down. Remember how we used to venture forth bravely, unarmed and without means of communication, sometimes even driving on long trips alone? Yes, grandchildren, I was a brave, brave woman; a veritable pioneer, facing life with nothing but change for the phone booth and a tankful of cheap gas.
I want to congratulate my friend Qiang Huang, who is leaving his day job to be a full-time painter. He says:
"In this material oriented world, we chase wealth day and night. In business, we always say “Time is Money”. However soon or later, we all will realize in our bones that “Time is better than Money”. I will enjoy my time fully, and I hope you do too."
Qiang is a wise man.
Monday, June 13, 2011
Always Connected, 5x7
Even if you're hiking, miles from anyone, down a peaceful road, you can't get away; and maybe you don't want to if you are a teenager. Or he could be lost and calling for help or looking at the map on his smart phone. And to think we used to have long cords on our phones and felt very connected!
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