This is a study for a part of a potential larger painting.
This is my cat, Hobbes, in a very Hobbes pose.
This is a little painting that I've had in mind for quite a long time and had the sudden inspiration to do it today. Legos are, have always been, and always will be one of my favorite toys!
In all the years that I have painted, I have always--always!--wanted to paint lilacs. This is the first time I have succeeded, I have no idea why.
It's been a while since I've posted. I've recently moved into an apartment--and as such, that has taken up much of my time, energy, and creativity (in trying to organize everything--if that's not creativity, I don't know what is). But I have finally gotten back into some painting. Thank goodness.
This is Blackjack. He is reading Forever Odd by Dean Koontz, an author I'd recommend to anyone, including any and all teddy bears...they eat this stuff up!
I've been in a bit of a painting funk of late. I can't figure it out. It's not lack of creative drive, because I've had an urge to sketch up the wazoo.
My most recent session with a model this afternoon. Today my goal was to concentrate on color and composition.
I wasn't thinking of luck when I bought these horseshoes. I wasn't thinking of painting them, either, but I suppose that was inevitable. I must be buying my horse piecemeal from the ground up.
The Eagle Rock Art Guild kicked off their spring show tonight with an artists' reception, which was great fun and everyone except Amber and John missed out on some good food. (Thanks for coming Amber!)
Last week, our figure/portrait group had a cute ballerina pose for us. She was great fun to paint, though perhaps she thought modeling was more tiring than dancing!
Yup, that's me riding my new buddy, Preston! I am now taking riding lessons and loving every possible second of it. I do not think that anyone in the world could be more thrilled than me to be taking riding lessons.
I felt kind of sad today...so this was my attempt to remind myself just why we're here and why we have to go through the things we do... We are not alone...
An empty, well-loved tube of Yellow Ochre--now it lives on forever, bless its little heart... This was painted last week.
I painted my palette knife after I came in from doing some plein air (on location) painting south of town. The plein air failed miserably, but I had experimented with using my palette knife for the entire painting...interesting way to practice and learn a few things.
