Wednesday, February 26, 2014

On the edge of spring, the evening sky

A falcon sat on a branch above our  heads, totally aware that we were standing there, completely unimpressed by our presence. He was magnificent, as was the gorgeous sky.




Friday, January 24, 2014

At the far ends of the earth...and back

I've been writing a lot -- but yesterday I was moved to do a couple of watercolor paintings for cards I needed to send. The abstract is a sympathy card -- life is so complicated. The seascape is for my mother's 90th birthday. She is living in Hawaii near the Pacific with a view of the ocean from her window.

Sunday, August 11, 2013

Off the Deep End

Another excuse not to be working...drawing a silly cartoon in response to a friend's post on fb:

Photography -- another addiction...

Yesterday in the downpour, I found relief through the lens...and messing with colors and contrast. Here is the not-so-intellectual take on nature's waterworks:







Tuesday, July 9, 2013

Painting is an addiction...incurable

     Just when I got to the point where I was sure that I had had it...no more painting...too much stuff piled up...no payback for dragging my work to one exhibition after another...Here I go again. It soothes my soul and makes me feel like I've done something worthwhile. I start with an empty canvas and end up with a reflection of my thoughts that can make me smile. Here is what happened when I walked into my studio, picked up my brushes and painted after being sure I was done...finished...moving on... Why me?


                                      Rainy Days...a humble 9"x 12" painting, oil on canvas.

Tuesday, June 4, 2013

And then there was the dawn...

Swirling Seas, 9"x12", oil on canvas.
Is it possible that there is nothing as fascinating as the ocean? Land locked in Atlanta...I dream of the water glistening in the sunlight and waves washing the shore.

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Some days painting brings sanity and peace of mind

Underwater Secrets

Today was one of those days -- after the rush and bother of putting together the Dolls in the City exhibit and trying to keep all the other pieces of my life together --then there was painting. Like most of the paintings I like the most -- and enjoyed doing the most -- it began without a plan, just materials and the freedom to ride.

This one, a return to the beauty of pure color and reminders of oceans with their depths and their mysteries.