For many the holidays is a time of sadness because of events associated with the past. For instance, a death, a divorce, or family tensions that occurred during the holiday season can spur one into depression or at least mild despondency. Many times this occurs without the sufferer being consciously of the what or why of his/her feelings. To compound the problem, the season gives the impression that supreme happiness and outright giddiness is the norm. The level of expectations is raised so high that many are simply "set up" for disappointment. For those of us who experience these feelings, we need to believe that the holidays are centered on a reality far more weighty than gifts, decorations, and functional families. God's presence is at the core of Christmas. But in reality, God's presence is with us ALL the time, not just during a selected time slot on the calendar. That is what I choose to believe.
A quote from Grant Wood describes a condition from which he and many of us suffer: taking too much for granted. Wood said, "...To my great joy, I discovered that in the very commonplace, in my native surroundings, were decorative adventures and that my only difficulty had been in taking them too much for granted." Woods' words ring with truth. My goal as an artist is to capture the wonder of the often overlooked ordinary, the commonplace beauty around us, those little details that make all the difference in our daily lives. The rough hue of rocks, lush blue woodlands, weathered wood grains, and distant meandering dirt roads never cease to appeal to me. I attempt to share the beauty from which routine blinds us. My work can be purchased on ebay or by contacting me personally.
Tuesday, December 23, 2014
Monday, December 22, 2014
Santa is PUMPED! He sent the red suit to the cleaners, so he would be sharp later in the week. He donned that little blue number he wears around the house. In the meantime, he and the elves are sorting, organizing, and having strategy meetings. Things are coming together. Blastoff is nigh!
Sunday, December 21, 2014
Several Christmases ago, I was in a plate painting mode. Small dessert plates scavenged at flea markets and garage sales were the chosen surface. They sold well, and the surplus made ideal small gifts for friends and the unexpected gifting that arises during the Christmas season. This "plate period" reminds me of the various surfaces I have used for paintings from wood to metal;
Friday, December 19, 2014
Thursday, December 18, 2014
I painted 10 just like this one last Christmas for my daughter. Santa is taking a moment from his busy pre-Christmas schedule to enjoy a red bird's song. Who could blame him? We would all be better off if we would take a moment to listen to what a bird has to say. ...the wonder of the small.
Sunday, December 14, 2014
This painting was one that sold three Christmases ago- a surprise gift for one who loved Christmas and any thing related to Christmas. When living in Florida, I was surprised to learn that poinsettias grew outside there as shrubbery. Growing rather large, they were beautiful if well-tended and protected from occasional cold snaps. This painting always garnered positive comments, and I was glad to see it adopted by Christmas lovers. I always want my paintings to be in a good home.
Saturday, December 13, 2014
This piece was painted several years ago, but will always remain a personal favorite simply because it captures a whimsical moment. This deer can't decide if the carrot is worth the gamble of approaching this strange figure. I would like to think that Frosty was nose-less
Thursday, December 11, 2014
Christmas was indeed magical to me (sorry about the tired expression). The preceding days before the big night seemed an eternity to my pea brain. I was euphoric with anticipation. On Christmas afternoon however, the reality that Christmas was over hit home and I crashed. It was over. Life had lost meaning. I was distraught. An entire year stretched before me. NO MORE CHRISTMAS until then. Perhaps this puppy is feeling the same emotions.
Sunday, December 7, 2014
With this piece, I tried a different approach which involves Z-gel as a finish. After painting a simple nativity with as few details as possible, I applied a layer of coating, which after drying, gives the appearance of antique crackling. My hopes were this scene would have the appearance of a stained glass window scene. --not quite there, but I do like the simplicity of this familiar Christmas scene. I like the texture which is formed,
Saturday, December 6, 2014
Normally, I work on larger Christmas pieces, not so this year. This piece was duplicated twelve times for gifts. I am always amazed at how different "identical" paintings can be. For instance, Santa's expression varies from painting to painting. Here he has a mysterious, mischievous glint in his eyes. What IS he up to????
Friday, November 14, 2014
Sunday, September 28, 2014
Central High School of Clay County offered an art elective this year. I consider myself fortunate in teaching this class. At this moment, we have very little money for supplies, but we are being resourceful. Teaching an art class is good for me as an artist. I am forced to plan for and work with the classes. The one teaching is always the one who learns the most in any class, and an art class is no exception. I recently painted this for my classroom. I entitled it My Motto, for working with color does tend to lighten one's mood, certainly mine. I am truly thankful for the desire to paint and a love for art. Life would be so hum-drum without it.
Thursday, September 18, 2014
Wednesday, September 17, 2014
I suppose his painting would have to be termed "mixed media," for I used water putty as a base for the wall in the painting's foreground. The wall was given a lot of texture which made the surface look more like a plastered wall. Not for every painting, but I've used this technique on two which have turned out nicely. The worst thing that can happen when one tries something new is a flop. It's not like THAT hasn't happened before.
Saturday, September 13, 2014
Sunday, August 17, 2014
This painting was worked up this summer during those waning days when the realization hit me that these days of bliss would be over for a while. No more time for daydreaming, profound thoughts, or flights of whimsy. I MUST RETURN TO WORK. Sweet, long, lazy summer afternoons...
Sunday, August 10, 2014
This study was painted at Sarah Carlisle Art Colony at Lake Martin, an annual workshop for those interested in honing painting skills. Because the visual arts tends to be a solitary activity, networking with others with "like-mind" is extremely important. Being with those who gather there is extremely encouraging and informative. I love it.
Saturday, August 9, 2014
My son-in-law is quite the amateur photographer with the ability to see good photo opps at which I never take a second glance. This painting was from a photo taken in Jamaica, a close-up of a rooster that I simply couldn't resist. Thanks, Seth for the inspiration.
Thursday, August 7, 2014
Wednesday, August 6, 2014
I have had a life-long love for horses ever since my childhood friendship with a girl whose family owned, rode, and showed horses. My parents were not interested in doing the same, and I couldn't understand why. Even though they owned no appropriate place to stable a horse, I spent a great deal of time persuading them, if they truly loved me, to make that investment. I was consistently refused, so I resigned myself to drawing horses in all postures. This scene was inspired by a trip to South Dakota where these two were grazing in the morning stillness near our campsite. I still think they are beautiful animals.
Tuesday, August 5, 2014
For the past weeks, my painting has taken the form of flower or animal life. I plan on riding the wave until it "reaches the shore." Lately, I have been in a creative flow that I wish could last, but life/work tends to leach the urgings, draining the creative pool. Books have been written on maintaining that flow. My intentions are to take advantage of those books, etc., but life and a job seem to distract. Producing a constant flow of work is HARD WORK, but I can't help myself. I love it.
Sunday, August 3, 2014
I've had this painting for some time, but she has undergone a facelift. I worked on the color and softened hard lines, and I like her better. In fact, I have this displayed in my dining room which is not something I ordinarily do. I have very few of my paintings in my home. I display the few until they sell or I replace them. There is no rhyme or reason, just a random procession of images that capture my whimsy. The Big Red Pear and companions continue to appeal to me.
My son-in-law has become the family photographer and when he travels, he takes some great shots that I never fail to look at for painting opportunities. Yard Man was painted from a photo taken in Jamacia. This guy definitely has an attitude and deserved a portrait. I am working on a full bird painting at the moment.