Category Archives: Oil Painting
Oh, Beautiful, for Spacious Skies
We sing those words often here in America. I think of these words often, too, as I’m working at my easel. I love this beautiful land for its spacious skies, for its amber waves of grain, and for the majesty
Oh, Beautiful, for Spacious Skies
We sing those words often here in America. I think of these words often, too, as I’m working at my easel. I love this beautiful land for its spacious skies, for its amber waves of grain, and for the majesty
Making Something from Nothing
Where art is concerned, some days I probably should not get out of bed. That was how I was feeling one recent morning when things just weren’t going my way at the easel. I would actually be embarrassed to tell
Making Something from Nothing
Where art is concerned, some days I probably should not get out of bed. That was how I was feeling one recent morning when things just weren’t going my way at the easel. I would actually be embarrassed to tell
Conceptual Landscape Art – Part 2
Artists often speak of the “ugly stages” of a painting. For me, my paintings often go into that ugly stage and never escape from it. At any rate, my current “conceptual landscape” project has definitely reached that point. It’s horrible.
Conceptual Landscape Art – Part 2
Artists often speak of the “ugly stages” of a painting. For me, my paintings often go into that ugly stage and never escape from it. At any rate, my current “conceptual landscape” project has definitely reached that point. It’s horrible.
Conceptual Landscape Art – Part 1
My husband is of the opinion that everyone loves landscape paintings. In some respects, I’m sure he’s right. Landscapes are generally peaceful, soothing scenes, making use of nature’s own palette. Blue skies, green grasses, majestic purple-hued mountains, and little bits
Conceptual Landscape Art – Part 1
My husband is of the opinion that everyone loves landscape paintings. In some respects, I’m sure he’s right. Landscapes are generally peaceful, soothing scenes, making use of nature’s own palette. Blue skies, green grasses, majestic purple-hued mountains, and little bits
Making More Mud
I’m not happy with this one — but, to my credit, I didn’t get frustrated and wipe it away. Instead I chalked it up to another learning experience, specifically one more lesson about the danger of creating a veritable mudslide
Making More Mud
I’m not happy with this one — but, to my credit, I didn’t get frustrated and wipe it away. Instead I chalked it up to another learning experience, specifically one more lesson about the danger of creating a veritable mudslide
Habits – Good, Bad, New, Old
Art, in many ways, is a habit. Those of us who pursue it in any of its myriad forms — drawing, painting, music-making, or other expressions — are often counseled to make it a daily habit. Some do; some don’t.
Habits – Good, Bad, New, Old
Art, in many ways, is a habit. Those of us who pursue it in any of its myriad forms — drawing, painting, music-making, or other expressions — are often counseled to make it a daily habit. Some do; some don’t.
Just an Old-Fashioned Love Song
I love painting landscapes, so over the Thanksgiving holiday I spent a morning at my easel playing with the colors I had on my palette. It’s an imaginary scene inspired by the colors of dawn. Yes, I have an on-going
Just an Old-Fashioned Love Song
I love painting landscapes, so over the Thanksgiving holiday I spent a morning at my easel playing with the colors I had on my palette. It’s an imaginary scene inspired by the colors of dawn. Yes, I have an on-going
