Grounded in comforting sunshine, weighed down with the heavy metal poisoning of a toxic world. Yet here the wind of the Spirit whispers, breathing through simple white blooms, “so even springs beauty from taint of toxin by the hand of our good God,” and away wafts the crumbled heart-lead as does the reborn caterpillar. These…
There’s no moment quite like coming upon fall color mirrored in still water under a brilliant sky in chilly air while all is silent. I seldom get the opportunity to finish a piece in one day. It just so happened that the last couple of days I’ve spent my time in the studio cleaning up,…
A couple of years ago, I had one of those dreams you have when you’re half awake. This wasn’t it. I did try to paint what I saw, but it never communicated the idea. A couple of weeks ago, I decided to try the concept again but in a different context–and it was so fun!…
The sun begins to slip down toward late afternoon. The firewheels preserve the glow of their infatuation with Sol’s warmth as long as they can: they are in love. Like a young girl who refuses to wipe away the first kiss for as long as she can, savoring the thrill, the warmth and the sweetness…
Winsome, wafting, welcoming–these are all words that come to mind when I see these pink primroses along the sides of the roads in spring. They love the sun and they dance with joy in the slightest breeze. And someday I’ll learn to really paint them, haha! I think it’s the curse of the artist to…
More bluebonnets! Yes…I guess by now you know I love them. My favorite underpainting for bluebonnets is yellow, because it gives such a sunny feeling even if the underpainting is covered up. They smell like heaven. This year with such a bumper crop, our whole county smelled like heaven. I loved opening my front door…
Pssst…if you’re looking for the Studio Clean-Out Sale… Click Here Story of the painting “Let’s take GrandEst to see Miss Nellie’s Pretty Place”, suggested my son to his wife. So we loaded my three grandchildren up in the car and drove out to this intriguingly titled area. This year was amazing for the wildflowers in…
I was angry. I can’t even remember what I was angry about, except that it was something about my art. I was at that point which most artists experience frequently–the one where I ask myself if I should even bother continuing painting–just give it up and spend the rest of my life watching reruns of…
I am blessed to live in a very beautiful part of the world. This year the wildflowers have been amazing! A few weeks ago I went out plein air painting–one doesn’t have to go far here to find something wonderful to paint. I finished with my first scene, then turned to begin packing up… And…
I’ve always been fascinated–and somewhat frustrated–by the phenomenon of virga. Because there could be so much MORE water if it just made it to the ground! Living in New Mexico, we saw it a lot though. Virga is when you can see that it’s raining but the rain doesn’t reach the ground. Generally it’s an…