Musings about the work
Thing A Day 18
Planning my next paintings. Been drawing weeds, bugs, leaves and sketching for a possible large water tower painting and an old ship painting
Going out on a limb
In high school I was a doodler. A doodler of trees, covering every notebook and book cover. I would draw a large trunk and large number of branches. I certainly didn’t think much about it. For me, high school was a time of anxiety, with the usual stress of fitting in, tests, boredom, boys, and… Continue reading →
Stripes
The Grove is an old place over-taken by trees. About 130 years ago, it was a natural amphitheater used by the once popular vacation destination for speeches and performances. Today it’s a grove of tall old trees with a few winding paths covered with pine needles. It has a quiet, empty auditorium feel since the… Continue reading →
THE EVOLUTION OF BEING INVISIBLE
*This is something I had written about my work fall of 2019. Because of COVID, I think something of this has changed for me. The busy pace of things before COVID made being invisible a luxury, now being invisible feels like indifference. To be invisible is easy, just stay in place, don’t move, watch the… Continue reading →
COVId Blues
More detail and some fixes are needed with this piece but sharing some photos and thoughts on the work. Recently I have been intrigued and inspired by the spiked and broken trees around the area where I live or “thorny” as one friend pointed out. There are certainly plenty of dead trees to choose from… Continue reading →
Day 10
While taking photos this weekend, I found goldenrod with these unusual pods in the stems. Looked it up and they are gall bugs. Wish I didn’t bring a couple of the stems home. Ha. It was amusing to me to paint bug pods tonight.
Farmhouse
Slowly moving this along. Thinking about snow along grass in the foreground and hanging branches
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