Tabasco

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Two Pairs

Relaunched. I thought the pears looked muddy in the original version, but I liked how they were done. I didn't do a thing with the pears but changed the background, and now they don't look muddy.

Duh

aceo Sometimes I wonder why there are so many duh moments in my life. Why was it so hard to see it? But I am glad for moments of illumination anyway.

Sunny

9 x 7 inches Since it was a traveling day when we saw the best sunflowers and the best weather, there was no time to stop and paint. My husband took the camera into the field, and meeting the sunflowers face to face, got some great shots.

Coffee Grinder

It grinds other things too. Like oat kernels for dog treats. A bit of work, and not the most favorite dog treats, though.

Little Blue Pitcher

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Footloose

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Sunflower Field

Sunflowers as far back as we could see. What more could one want on a gray day? (The sky in the painting is gray, no matter what your monitor or mine says.)

Hungarian Roadside

Corn, sunflowers, grapes, wheat, and wildflowers are the main ingredients.

By The Old Oak Tree

Die aelteste Eiche Europas We missed the turn Garmin suggested, so we consulted the map and decided to take some small roads again. Along the way we saw the sign that pointed to the oldest oak tree in Europe, and went up the hill to see. The tree is on private property, but the farmer allows people to walk over to the tree which stands just past the end of the road. A couple of years ago the tree was struck by lightning, and people filled it with cement, trying to help. Later on they found out the cement collected moisture and was making the tree rot from inside. A wealthy widow funded the project to remove the cement and a tree doctor who saves trees all over Europe, came to help. The future looks good.

Bottleneck

aceo I was reading that Vincent van Gogh liked the Japanese painting style, and added black outlining to at least some paintings. Sometimes I paint dark purple on my boards as a background, and this time let some show as a take on the outline idea.

Screwdrivers

This is not another story about my husband needing something and he went looking for it in my studio. This was his idea. When he saw the painting of the nail polish, he said I should paint some screwdrivers. So I got them, took them to my studio, and painted (a painting of) them.

Naia's Bouquet

Collin and Kristin were telling me how hard everyone was working in the yard. Naia collected some of the trimmings and made bouquets. Fruits of their labor.

Polish It

aceo * When my kids were young, we had a fun time at Halloween with nail polish and paint. We polished our nails, then painted spider webs, ghosts, and other Halloweeny motives on them.

Srawberries

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Red Flowers

17,5 cm * My style of abstract. I had fun, loosened up, and used a board with an unfinished painting I didn't like.

Joy

3 1/2 x 3 1/4" "Die Sprache der Blumen" The Language of Flowers

Daisies in Blue

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The Door

12,5 cm As far as my home work goes, it's easier for me to get a plein air perspective from my studio. When I paint outside I get cameos, which, as far as perspective goes, may look more like a still life that can be painted inside. There are important factors that make a difference painting outside. Maybe the biggest one is the light. Figuring out where to put the light and shadow as it is constantly changing. And then there are all kinds of things floating around out there. Dog hair, of course, bugs (two landed on the painting today), and maybe even a bird feather. My brushes joined in and for some reason put down more hair than paint today. As the saying goes, there must be something in the air.

Soul Food

17 x 14 cm

As my husband and I were walking down the street, someone called to my husband from a side street, and he disappeared to talk with the man. A few minutes later, my husband returned with a bag of potatoes and onions that this man had harvested from his garden. After eating some of the potatoes, I thought the remainder would look better in the colander than in a plastic bag sitting on the counter. And it did, so of course I thought I needed to paint it. I didn't get around to it yet, when my husband announced that we would have some potatoes for lunch/dinner today. Oh oh. He would start in two hours. I thought that's enough time to paint them. No. Not quite. He came in to start the potatoes and couldn't find them. It took him half a second to think where to look for them. He came upstairs, and sure enough, found them in my studio. I told him he could take potatoes but not the colander, and finished painting while he started cooking. Now if Gordon was here, we would wait another minute while he got his camera to take a picture of the work of art we were sitting down to eat. Soul food.