Winter’s dusk

Seasons’ transition always comes with new energy and optimism. I’m sure in the scorching, humid days of late August we will long for solemn winter days when the temperature stings the face and the world is dormant and white. But warm greens, and life-giving sunshine sounds pretty good right now.

This piece says all that to me. It’s the twilight of winter. The snow is receding, The geese are back. It’s time for a different flavor of beauty.

Wishful thinking

While I sit here looking out on my patio furniture under 2 feet of snow and stare at no relief in the 10-day forcast, I decided to paint some SPRING.

I can almost here those goblers popping off, and feel that early morning sunny warmth. Maybe even flick a tick or two off my pant leg.

Hey, I can dream:)

my reality…

Plein Air!

I did a quick plein air sketch last night for the first time in a very long time, like…years.

I’m not sure why it’s been so long. I guess because these little studies are, for me, actually quite difficult and it’s very easy to “miss” when trying one. For instance on this one, if you watch the above video you’ll see the light changing constantly – sun in and out of the clouds, which not only affects how one sees the painting as one works, but also means the subject changes wildly from moment to moment. What you may not see is the rather blustery breeze at my back that at times made it difficult to hold the brush steady for a focused stroke. Also it was cold. My little artsy fingers were freezing:) I know I know, do I want some cheese with my whine?

I say all that to say – oil painting can be difficult and frustrating enough on its own, so throw in all these circus factors and a limited time constraint, and I guess that’s why I have the ultimate respect for painters who do this outside stuff well, and why I haven’t mustered up the gumption in a while to give it a go. But I’m gonna try to do more. They are great exercise, and a deeper experience than sitting in a studio. When I look at this little painting I’ll always remember my cold fingers and hear the geese honking in the field behind me.

ALSO: Keep your your eyes open for a fun little surprise at 5:50:)

Etsy shop open!

I’ve reopened my shop recently. The paintings were starting to pile up around here. So if you’ve ever been interested in owning an original, this is a great way to acquire one – buy direct:) The paintings in the shop range from fresh-of-the-easel, including some that have never been shown, to some vintage work that’s just been hanging out waiting for the right buyer like a puppy in a pet shop. There’s some great deals. So check it out by clicking the “shop” link in the menu above, or right here.

Munchkin Portrait

Putting then last few touches on a portrait of my youngest. I have done a few of the older two and people had begun to ask what I had against the youngest that I hadn’t painted her yet. Of course I was just waiting for the right moment to capture. I was walking by the kitchen one morning as she was eating her cereal and the light hit me, so I snapped a few pics while she wasn’t looking.

I call this one “Cheerios.” I’m hoping to enter it in the Image art show in Braham next month.