Isolation

Oil painting on a 6x6 inch flat canvas panel. I see the summer passing quickly, trying to capture a moment in a painting.

Balcony Challenge

This weeks challenge the Balcony Challenge. I added more flowers, and warm colors.

The real challenge, getting back into a work mode, finding creative spark, finding time to see it through. It has been an interesting summer, filled with with highlights and some very low lights.

Pinktacular

We have the most magical, colorful sunsets here on Lake Erie. The Presque Isle Peninsula is a color master in the evening. They never get old, even in the dead of winter. I once read that an artist should never paint a sunset, it's for amateurs. Not very artsy. I paint what I love.

This is aa acrylic painting on canvas paper, I put it in an 11x14 white double mat.

Mother's Day

Another of my paintings of Presque Isle State Park, here in Erie, PA. A little on the abstract side, painted with a palette knife on an 8x8x1 inch gallery wrap canvas.

Listening to a nice thunderstorm, mild weather, time for reflection.

White Geraniums

A little palette knife painting in oil on a gesso board. This 5x7 inch painting was therapy after a cold day complete with snow flurries.

I was invited to participate in the Edinboro Art and Music Festival. I'll be under the tent at the Goodell Gardens on May 16 and 17. If you are in the area stop by and say hello. Special Guests will include Margaret and Will Hennessey from Apex, NC.

Memories of Time...

HP Lovecraft wrote, "ocean is more ancient than the Mountains and freighted with the memories of time."

Set of four paintings. Each 5x7x3/4 inches. Painted in oil with a palette knife on gallery wrap canvas. Winter, below Fall. Upper right Spring, below right Summer.

I Must Be A Mermaid....

Anais Nin wrote, "I must be a mermaid, Rango. I have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow living."

I have recently done a series of theme paintings, this is the first. Painted in oil on a 16x20 inch flat canvas panel. I miss my Lake, in the winter it looks like a frozen tundra, beautiful and silent. No pounding or gentle surf, no seagulls. Just a bitter cold wind blowing in from Canada, waves frozen and ice dunes as far as you can see.

Abstract Impressionist? All pallet knife, it felt loose and fresh to me, no hovering over questionable brush strokes. A good time.