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"By The Bass Stand"

“By The Bass Stand”, this is a Small painting, 6″x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.

Low tide was a good time to paint this special fishing spot. It helped to illuminate the mussel bed point with all the rocks at its best profile. It also accentuated the usually half submerged rocks in the mid-tide zone along the near beach. Plus a larger area of wet reflective sand was visible. I was lucky, too, that I was the lone vehicle in the parking lot at that hour and could park any way I wanted…

"Split Rock Calm Before Snow"

“Split Rock Calm Before Snow”, this is a Small painting, 6″x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.

Instead of trudging a mile up the coast, I found a short cut which placed me very close to the object of my desire. Tide was low and getting lower. A higher tide and the beach path would have put me in white and gray oozing clay up to my ankles. As it was, the uneven beach shingles had me watching my every step. Rounding the bluff, there was Split Rock, up close and in my face. I had to continue past it down the beach for the best vantage point. Split Rock… the destination of walks and talks, fish and lures, lovers, beachcombers, fishermen…

“Low Tide, Squibby”

"Low Tide, Squibby"

“Low Tide, Squibby”, this is a Small painting, 6″x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.

After being off on family business and way too long away from my easel, I am back on Martha’s Vineyard and back to my Daily Paintings. It was a gusty day, but not here, below the cliffs. The sun kept things warm. The tide continued receding as I immersed myself in the joy of it all…

"December Split Rock"

“December Split Rock”, this is a Small painting, 6″x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.

I had to follow a small creek out from the woods to the ocean to get to this beach. There wasn’t much breeze. The temperature was a cool 37º F. I was conscious of keeping my boots out of the water. I noticed first deer tracks, then dog tracks and, suddenly, barefeet tracks! I’m not certain they belonged to a swimmer. Definitely didn’t belong to a mermaid. However, there are those who still go in for a quick dip at this time of year…

"Dusky Destination"

“Dusky Destination”, this is a Small painting, 6″x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.

A warm fall day… a 30 mph WNW breeze… sun, shadow… shelter from the winds on the beach… What more could I ask for? And then the sky warmed up for me. Thank you!…

“Split Rock”

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"Split Rock"

“Split Rock”, this is a Small painting, 6″x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.

This painting was a request from a few weeks ago. The wind and weather had conspired against me until today with wind coming from the South, but rain possible at any moment. I tried out my painter friend’s new Open Box M easel and tripod in a waterproof box in a waterproof backpack. It turned out to be a very enjoyable mile hike to and down the beach to get the view I liked. The borrowed gear was very comfortable. I could have hiked farther with ease and will again soon…

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"After Summer's Fall"

“After Summer’s Fall”, this is a Small painting, 6″x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.

It has been a gray day all day. So I took advantage of the low level light and set up in the mid point of the day to do this beach painting on Lambert’s Cove. I had my fleece, a fleece vest and my down jacket on and was out of the wind. Much to my surprise, someone walked down to the beach in towel and bathing suit and went in for a swim !!!

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\"Rocking and Rolling\"

“Rocking and Rolling”, this is a Small painting, 6″x 8″, oil on canvas panel. $500.00 US

The rocks were there and then the waters rolled in…

“Sun Dance”

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\"Sun Dance\"

“Sun Dance”, this is a Small painting, 6″x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.

I started this painting just before the sun came up and I continued until it was too bright to look at it…