Missing in action. I apologize for not being active on the web and blogs, but because of health issues and moving my life to Florida, I haven’t had a lot of time to paint or post. But hopefully all is about to change and both art shows and web content will be building and this year will be exciting.
Please be patient, keep visiting, and I hope that 2017 is a great year for all.
See you soon!
This painting is an original framed watercolor 18″ x 24″ that can be purchased.
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This painting has been fun to do while recovering from heart by-pass surgery. Although the first week after being released from the hospital I didn’t feel like doing anything, let alone even moving, I now feel pretty good. It’s amazing what technology, doctors and surgeons, and the blessing of God can do.
My brother-in-law suggested that the drips made him see in the painting of something once strong and above all, is now becoming weak and possibly not as strong. I love the thought and critique of it and realize that this is exactly how I felt and feel finding out about my heart. Although not by any means an athelete or power house, I’ve always been fit, active and eat well. Now weakened by the surgery and not sure of my future, all I can do is to be all that I can be, and do, all that I can do. Even though at 52, like the lion, my power is beginning to drip away, I still have a whole lot of color in my life.
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Watercolor sketches of Indiana Fall leaves. The leaves haven’t turned yet but will in just a few weeks. This is one thing I will miss once moved to Florida. You have really missed out on a gift from God if you’ve never walked through a woods with turning leaves, or even better yet walk into a woods and just sit on a stump and watch the beautiful dance of golden leaves falling. And even better yet, take your kids or grandchildren with you and sit quietly, and admire the beauty of the woods and the creatures that live there. It’s time we all slow down and be thankful for the beauty given to us, and not let it pass without notice.
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I find it fascinating watching wild animals at the watering hole. The game animals or prey, are on constant guard, flinching, heads in constant movement, ears twitching and legs on a hair-trigger ready to go to full sprint with in a split second. On the other hand, you have the predators along the water holes that are hidden in the bushes near, knowing all animals eventually needs water. This watercolor of the tiger doesn’t have the eyes of a prey glancing in fear, it has the eyes of an opportunist ready to take the unexpected that happens to come up on the same watering hole.
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There’s that few seconds when the edge of day meets the darkness of night that makes things magical. Several times while at the ocean I have my camera in hand thinking I was going to capture the moment, and before I knew it, that moment was gone. How is it that something that stays in the sky for so many hours of the day, can disappear as if there is magic involved. Now I know better, and when that moment approaches, I’m ready.
Original 8″ x 11″ watercolor (11″ x 14″ matted) on 140lb cold press paper
- click on image to zoom I apologize for the poor quality photo with reflections and distortions, but this was taken at an outdoor show. With the brilliant colors of the Derby, and the excitement of the horses, I hope this painting captures some of that for you, and that you will enjoy it. This is a framed 18″ x 24″ original watercolor
As she dances in the night, she can only dream of a partner from above. It’s been 10 years since she laid upon the fields of gold, gazing up at the stars. Missing the days of riding a bike, swinging in the old rope swing hung by her grandfather, and the warmth when embraced by her parents. Just a young girl with so many moments in life still ahead of her and yet those moments would never come.
It was one of those hot days when the ocean breeze, and the cool spray of the waves could cool things off. This was her moment to use the heat as an excuse to ask her parents to take the boat out a few miles and see the wildlife that she so loved. You see her dream was always to live in the ocean and swim with the grace of the dolphins, and yet the gentleness of a sea turtle upon a wave. This world above sea level was fun, but things must be even better under the sea. Her dad finally puts his tools down and agrees that they do need a break, and off they went.
The boat was loaded and off they went. Smiling with the biggest of smiles, and her friends the dolphins taking lead, further and further they ventured. What they didn’t realize, and something her dad usually checked, was the weather. Setting out in such a hurry, they didn’t realize that the heat of the day, created energy for the storm approaching, approaching fast. The waves grew, the control of the small vessel lessened until there was no control. Her dad fought and held on as long as his loving arms could, but the grip was lost.
As the light from above dimmed, and the cold dark blue of the ocean increased, Amber faded. Her thoughts were on her dad and what had happened.
It’s been ten years, and now Amber still dances, but dances alone. There are still fisherman today that say that they see this beautiful young lady dancing with long flowing red hair, but that’s not possible. For you see, this little girl named Amber and her loving father, are together, but they are together under the tree that once held the rope swing that her grandfather hung.
watercolor, 11″ x 14″