The myth of the palette
This may be a bold post. It may be a controversial post. It may even be heretical. Brace yourself. Palettes are stupid. *** Forgive me a history lesson. When, as…
This may be a bold post. It may be a controversial post. It may even be heretical. Brace yourself. Palettes are stupid. *** Forgive me a history lesson. When, as…
As I mentioned in my last post, this weekend the kittens arrived home. Frankly, I’m surprised I got anything else done. As you can hear in the background, Key was…
I have this weird theory that probably won’t make sense. My theory is that to get me to do something (at least painting-wise), I must be allowed to do the…
It’s my story that the last two weeks of not posting or doing art have not been my fault. And I’m gonna stick to it. The last few posts at…
Let’s face it. This month has not gone according to plan. I started out thinking I would work on the Cheltenham Gold Cup painting I mentioned here. Then I got…
One of the things I find fascinating about painting intuitively, as opposed to with a plan, is that the initial plan evolves (devolves?) drastically. Take “Barometer Drop.” I first posted…
For the Seventh Generation A Community of Coastal Watchers The one-mile panomural project dedicated to ocean protection. Our oceans are continually threatened by pollution, coastal development, and over-fishing that taxes…
I’m having a little trouble following the journal prompts and challenges from Roaring 20’s. So I’m going to use the last prompt I remember to create a title and go…
The journaling challenge this week was “sweet.” As I worked on my (on a deadline) paintings, I spent a lot of time contemplating how to prevent the paintings from being…