Hike a section of the famous Appalachian National Scenic Trail (or A.T.) on top of Max Patch Mountain near Hot Springs. This 4,600-ft. bald mountain was cleared and used as pasture in the 1800s. Today, it's a 350-acre tract of open land on a high knob with 360-degree views. It's one of the most spectacular settings you'll experience in the Blue Ridge.
Some more experimentation today, while moving towards the planets and considering the Hubble Telescope images. What a beautiful planet - and so mysterious.
I’ve done a lot of paint pouring, but for the first time i’m carefully keeping track of what paints I’m using, what mediums are employed, how the pour goes, etc. This is the first piece I’m happy with. It’s a combination of DecoArt acrylics and distilled water. What a joy to have a moment to do testing and record it.
12 X 12” on archival canvas
Took a break from my contemporary realism painting retreat to create this Manifesto Series piece. “The Edge of the Earth” is just that; a commentary on whether we are on the earth’s edge, or not. I plan to finish this up when I get home soon.
Cannot complain about a day spent wandering around this ancient town, then finding this extraordinary doorway. Oh the secrets it could tell! The striking blue, oranges, yellows and whitewashed wall were wonderfully complaint as I painted away. St. Augustine was founded in 1565, and apparently there are a lot of mysteries around town.
I’m about bowled over today at 16 knots. The clouds are scuttling across the bright sky and my umbrella wants to fly away. What can I say - enjoying every minute? Getting used to these new paints and how quickly they dry in the wind.
A year of joyful art making, experimentation and an exciting new direction. Thank you to the supporters, collectors, encouragers and laugh-makers who inspired me along the way! Happy Holidays and a 2019 with less drama and more truth-telling.
It's that time of year when I can't ride. Aside from the cold and snow, I have to have foot surgery so riding is out of the question. I was one of those kids who loved horses from the moment I could breath.
So if I can't ride right now, I'm going to paint them. I've spent a lot of time at Temple Farms in Wadsworth, IL. When Lippizans were almost wiped out in World War II, a herd was moved to the U.S. and this is where they now live, reproduce and perform. The riders are fantastic, the horses breathtaking in their airs-above-the-ground. This is a portrait from a Sunday performance.
Thank you to the collector! Prints may be purchased here:
Also explore original art here:
Pleased to announce this piece has been accepted into the national juried show, "Bank of the Arts." Almost 600 works were entered, only a few over 100 were accepted.
About the painting: That moment when you sense a nasty storm about to reach you, but you have no intention of moving. The electricity is in the air, there's no where to go, yet still you can't move. This is an acrylic painting, 12X12", original with pouring and hand painting.
There is something so satisfying about working with someone who has commissioned your work. The gift of having their trust to complete a vision is priceless. This work began with a trip up the Blue Ridge Parkway to the Grandfather Mountain area. I hiked extensively, capturing reference photos and a good sense of what the mountain was about. Just this morning, the commissioner commented:
It’s beautiful and we love it! It’s going to look great in our living room.
Thank you so much.
Grateful, thrilled and touched by the whole process.
This work is moving along! It is so thoroughly enjoyable to see the vision come alive, and the paint is cooperating. Being almost August in North Carolina, however, it takes a while to dry. In this image the sun has not yet been rendered - the mountain layers will "tell" me how to show it. So grateful for this commission and support.
Back to work after being at a meeting in Boston, I've started on the first layers of the distant mountains. So enjoyable to work on this with music playing and thoughts of the trails. I will probably soften the transitions between shapes a bit, but hard to judge that until all the layers are finished.
The fireflies migrate to the tops of the oaks after about 9:00 pm. I wish I knew what they were planning. It's been humid, hot and the days filled with downpours, one after the other. Maybe they're trying to escape the earth? 4X6" on archival canvas board.
When you walk across the land, you can feel the earth’s strength if you listen. This is a zoomed image of an 18 X 24" painting, in progress.
Have you ever noticed that just before a monstrous storm breaks, colors brighten and shimmer? Electric emotions, too. 12x12” work in progress, gold & silver infused.
WIP Work In Progress- that moment when you sense a nasty storm about to reach you, but you have no intention of moving. Silver infused 12”x12” acrylics.
First I had to learn how to open this delicious fruit (thanks Martha Stewart), then how to set it up for maximum impact. I want to paint more of these - they're so juicy looking, and absolutely delicious after I was ready to quit.