Tuesday, July 26, 2011


oil/canvas panel
palette knife

Have been longing to find a cool place away from the dreadfully hot temperatures we are having.   Looking through my photos, I found this Cambria sea scene on the California coast.  Remembering the time I spent there and painting it helped a bit.   I used it last evening for a  class painting and saw really good results. 

I have been teaching for about a year and a half.  I had heard others instructors say how much they enjoyed teaching but I did not know how much it would enrich my painting life.   It affords me the opportunity to meet, work with, and come to know and like people I would never have known otherwise.   So, thanks guys!  .....love having you in class.


Wednesday, July 20, 2011



oil/canvas panel

palette knife

There is a stretch of road I drive between my house and the main highway that, regardless of the season, offers a scene that is beautiful to see and enjoy.  It is situated in the hills and remains hidden until you round a curve and come up on it.   It is a lovely surprise each time.  I think the prairie grass that grows in the front and back pasture  has been baled  to feed the two horses who live across the road.   The grasses that grow beside the road and fence are loaded with color.  There are  a lot of alizarin grasses in the summer and fall, mixed with some purples, greens, and golds.  Since we are in the midst of a moderate drouth, the colors will soon fade.    Am hoping for rain.

  This is not a plein air piece.  The temperatures here are 100+.    I parked at the side of the road and took a couple of photos which we used for a class painting last Monday evening.

Friday, July 15, 2011


palette knife
oil/canvas board

Heat and drouth in Oklahoma makes the memory of this scene even sweeter.  I used my photo taken not too recently in a gentler season.

Monday, July 11, 2011


oil/canvas panel
palette knife/brush

Summer in Oklahoma is a good time to do studio paintings.  106 degrees yesterday, no rain recently.

The book is very old and I have owned it for a long time.  The bowl was given to me by a friend.  It had belonged to her mother who was a still life painter. (Thanks, Cathy.  )  The apple, after serving its purpose, went in to the frying pan to be sauteed with butter and cinnamon, a little brown sugar.

Oh, the apple also went to class and modeled for our class painting for the week.  Well-traveled Granny Smith.