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"Menemsha From Chockers"

“Menemsha From Chockers”

“Menemsha From Chockers”, this is a small painting, 6″ x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.

Sorry for the lack of paintings recently. I have been moving abodes and studio spaces and having to complete some construction to make the new space gracious. Minus some room painting to finish up, I now have a great place in which to create and to show my work by appointment…
In today’s painting, I have tried to have some fun looking over, beyond and through objects. Unfortunately, some one else had more fun than me. When I returned home, I found a tiny deer tick having dinner on my leg, a first for this year. As I instinctively reached for the tweezers, I remembered the new way to detach ticks. Using a cotton ball or a Q-tip, put a drop or two of dish detergent on the cotton and gently rub over and back and forth on the tick. Within seconds it will let go and be caught in the fibrous strands of the cotton… If only it were that easy to take care of pesky mosquitoes!

"South Beach Memory"

“South Beach Memory”

“South Beach Memory”, this is a small painting, 6″ x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.

I have painted this beach path from up close before. I found this farther away view more intriguing on a gray day…

"Where Nighthawks Fly"

“Where Nighthawks Fly”

“Where Nighthawks Fly”, this is a small painting, 6″ x 8″, oil on canvas panel. $595.00 USD

At this time of year, standing and observing in one place a few hours in the evenings may be both cold and exciting depending upon weather and location. This eve I was out of the breeze, but bundled in vest, scarf, parka, snow pants and hat with my back against a stonewall with thicket behind. Although I have often come and painted 15 or 20 canvases within 100 feet of here, this view had never caught my eye. Usually I like to set up in front of the large cedar on the left and face the full field to the right where a beautiful, wind-shaped oak tree is silhouetted against pond, dune and sky. About a week ago I did one of those paintings and was serenaded by a Nighthawk as I bundled my gear into the van in near darkness. A friend contacted me from his vacation in Thailand to inquire as to whether it might be a Woodcock I was hearing and not a Common Nighthawk. I love birds and the two most expensive apps on my iPhone are the Audubon Bird Guide and iBird Plus Guide. Both are excellent and also include bird sounds and songs. Having listened to each bird song on both Guides many times, I admit, Roger had stumped me… Woodcock, “peeent” or Nighthawk “peeent”. Just as last time, at 20 minutes after sundown I heard my first “peeent”. I turned my iPhone into a recorder and walked about the field recording ” peeents”. I turned on each bird’s song from the guides and tried to lure “it” in. I lay down on the ground and did it again straining to see one fly over me. I hid behind the cedar then walked down and back the field lane. I could see no bird, but got some great recordings. I am thinking by the rapid movements and changes of location of “peeents” that it might be a Common Nighthawk after all and not a Woodcock, but…

"Winter Leaves"

“Winter Leaves”

“Winter Leaves”, this is a small painting, 6″ x 8″, oil on canvas panel. $595.00 USD

I can never resist painting this tree behind the dunes every so often. This season it has retained a lot more dried leaves than in years past. As I was packing up in the twilight to leave, I heard and barely saw one of my favorite evening birds, a Common Night Hawk, or Nightjar. There might have been two of them. They are exceptionally well camouflaged when sitting still on the ground. They zoom about sometimes low overhead and let out a nasally call: Peeent, Peeent as they circle around…

"Winter Field"

“Winter Field”

“Winter Field”, this is a small painting, 6″ x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.

This view of the Allen Farm, across the field and out to sea, while usually warm and inviting, was today cold and windblown. I stepped out of my vehicle to gather my paints and stepped back in quickly to paint from the warmth of the van. As the shadows of the cedars along the fence line lengthened and finally engulfed the field with blue, I thought about the warmth of summers past, swimming and napping on the distant beach. My daydream collapsed as a car pulled up beside me and Robin jumped out bearing the gift of an unscheduled hot chocolate… Yum!

“Snow Fog”

"Snow Fog"

“Snow Fog”

“Snow Fog”, this is a small painting, 6″ x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.

Meanwhile, with the cold snow cover and warm air above, the landscape view softened from the snow fog. Overhead the gray cloud cover gently misted and rained dictating painting be done from inside my van. Though it was warm enough to create without gloves, the 4 inches of slushy wet snow also made me happy to paint from the driver’s seat…

"Snow And Ice"

“Snow And Ice”

“Snow and Ice”, this is a small painting, 6″ x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.

With no back up plan, I was taking my chances driving all the way out to Quansoo Beach hoping to find a view to paint. It was beautiful getting there with the fields along the way covered with recently fallen snow. At the first field I parked and took a photo of the shadows across the old farm road which bisected it. Oh, it was wicked cold out there and I knew any painting done would be from inside my van. This became crystal clear when I saw my car keys locked in the van and I had to find my hide-a-key under the car with cold, bare hands. Coming near the end of the dirt road I realized that no one had driven this far out since the snow storm two days ago. I rounded the last corner out of the scrub oak and shrubbery into the clear, grassy area next to the creek behind the dunes. What usually is a large expanse of parking by the bridge was being crowded out by the high pond and creek water level covered with a few inches of ice. It was a soft, brackish ice and I dared not cross it even just to get on the bridge. But the light was magic, reflecting evening sun off the new wood of the repaired rails and deck of the bridge. The dark, low lying snow clouds added a rich element to the lightness of snow on sand and tawny, winter’s beach grass…

"Abandoned"

“Abandoned”

“Abandoned”, this is a small painting, 6″ x 8″, oil on canvas panel. $595.00 USD

This abandoned boat by the Old Hunt Place has caught my eye for a few months. With the fog coming in and out, then in again, it seemed like a good, overcast day to paint here. I found some bluebirds on the way and otters and a large flock of Canada Geese patrolling along the waterway behind the dunes. All the while I was serenaded by the sounds of surf just over the horizon…

"Sheep, Allen Farm"

“Sheep, Allen Farm”

“Sheep, Allen Farm”, this is a small painting, 6″ x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.

I caught a glimpse of these sheep as I was driving by. A quick turn around and pull over and I was painting. Wind was blowing with rain threatening on the radar screen as I tried to capture the moment. I jumped in the van, thinking I could finish in the driver’s seat as the rain began, but the sheep had other ideas and headed toward the barn. I returned another cloudy day to finish…

"Tea Lane Sheep"

“Tea Lane Sheep”

“Tea Lane Sheep”, this is a small painting, 6″ x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.

Ownership of this farm has just passed from an old island family to a young farmer and a land-lease to a young farming family. Until last week the barn was half hidden by a large stand of bamboo. The foreground field, idle and uncultivated the past few years, will be transformed by the sheep, and later cattle, from this beautiful meadow of Little Bluestem grass to a more traditional greener, grazing pasture. I feel lucky to have painted this now, as it will probably not have the wonderful, winter orange of Little Bluestem again…

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