Artist's Real Life

  • Beach Baby

    Ahhhh, beach baby.  This one's been around awhile.  And I've painted from the source photo several different sizes.

    At Chappy one time about 20 years...

  • Walk in the water

    It's a simple painting, really.  One I painted from a photograph many years ago, and sold sometime later. Two adolescent girls walking through the ...
  • Sneak peak

    Perhaps more intimidating than the stuck point midway through an artistic creation (if you read yesterday's blog post you know what I'm talking about.  If not, you may read it here) is when a new painting starts out so much better than expected.  I know that may sound like it doesn't make sense.  Here is why, at least for me.

    When a painting starts out poorly, there's a sense of ...

  • Mile 19

    Somewhere a little past halfway in a painting there is a point when one is tempted to quit.  

    Starting a painting is fun.  Full of hope and anticipation for how beautiful it can become, with little pressure on the first bits of paint being perfect.  

    Then I work a bit further.  And a little more.  And then, there it is.  The wall.  

    Perhaps not unlike the 19 mile wall of a marathon.  That point where we feel...

  • Safe rest

    That's my bed. Or my old, former bed, to be more accurate.  My Raggedy Ann doll from childhood, and another stuffed animal picked up in 1996.

    The scene is from my bedroom in 1996.  Shortly after my divorce, when I was learning what my 'personal style' was when on my own to decide.  A bedroom in a rental home where I felt safe and secure, at least for the half year I lived there.  The house had been on the market several years, unsold, so we figured the rental situation was a safe bet.  The home...

  • Vignettes

    Pick one at random, then write about it. Into the bag of photos of paintings goes my hand...

    Yes!  I love this one.

    So much so that I have painted it numerous times, in different sizes.  All sold but one, this original large one. That's fine.  I have plans to take this one back to the easel, to ...

  • Masterpiece

    West of Gettysburg, PA there is a mountain range referred to as the Blue Mountains, a ridge of the Appalachian Mountains. It is depicted in this painting.
    Friends in Cape Cod who saw this painting thought it was water in the distance, painted with a very shaky hand for the horizon.
    While I love my water and skies on Cape, there was a certain...
  • Is it there yet?

    Sometimes there are paintings that others love and I look at and think "eh - I could do better."  This is one of them. Painted a bunch of years ag...
  • Smile

    I rarely work in pastels.  It's not that I don't know how.  I simply don't spend much time with them. I have a little pastel drawing in my personal...
  • A room (or ten) with a view.

    I was parked on the side of the access road to Scraggy Neck, working at my French easel on a seascape commission. A large black pickup truck stoppe...
  • over and over and over

    I'm not sure when I painted this one.  Maybe in high school. Yes, probably then, from a photograph. This is a spot I have painted over and over and over again since I was about 12 years old.

    It is a private beach in Megansett where my family vacationed in the early 1970's.

    It is a spot I returned to in 1994 for a personal retreat that put in motion events that would lead to ...

  • The March Project

    "It’s a funny thing, what people expect from an artist. They ask me “what is it you are trying to say with this piece?” And I never know quite how to answer. How do I explain to them that my painting topics ...