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"Gay Head, Flip Side"

“Gay Head, Flip Side”

“Gay Head, Flip Side”, this is a small painting, 6″ x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.

This image has been burning in my mind for a week or more. I went on location and tried to paint it, but it was too windy. I took copious photos as the sun went down. Came back to the studio and studied them all for a few evenings. Went back for a couple more tries. One time it was raining, but sun was under the cloud cover shining as it went down. No painting, then, either. Once more I went up and got a fast wash in on the canvas, but was too windy to do more. Tonight the festering was too much. I put it on the easel. Danced around it. Used those memories of studying, along with the washed in underpainting to pull it all together…

"Rainyday Red"

“Rainyday Red”

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

I would not have done this painting if it weren’t for Stephen Larsen. Stopping to say hi as we passed each other in our cars on fisherman’s lane, he said he was done for the day. “Take my parking spot by my fishing shack if you want to paint.” And just like he said I’d do, I made his shack and area look way too clean. I only wish I could have made his boat look just as clean, but it’s to the left behind the shack. Oh well, another day…

"At The Bend In The Road"

“At The Bend In The Road”

“At The Bend In The Road”, this is a small painting, 6″ x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.

After yesterday’s painting, I had Rosa Rugosas on my mind. Actually not really on my mind but in my nostrils. To me they are THE smell of summer at the beach. Fishing last night I had to walk through a hedge of them going and coming. Today, as soon as I finished one of my many golf course commissioned paintings, I went hunting for beach roses. I think I excluded 10 or more sandy paths between the little bridge and big bridge before discovering this one. It was delicious standing out with setting sun warming me, no wind and the scent of roses all around as I painted the glistening light off the distant water. I observed a lone boater fishing for blues and was serenaded by 4 Oystercatchers as they flew low overhead from pond to beach loudly discussing dinner as they hovered slowly past…

"Before Fog Lobsterville"

“Before Fog Lobsterville”

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

Though it was in the 70’s midday, at the hour I painted this view I regretted having retired my hooded parka for the summer season. It is always 5 or 10 degrees cooler at ocean level in spring. Today was no different and a breeze amplified the coolness. The fog cloud moving in from the ocean side, to the left, kept getting thicker and wider as I worked, but never got to the west of me to block the sunset light. The two Killdeer I saw the last four times I was there were nowhere to be seen. Perhaps they had fledged a brood and were busy playing follow the leader among the dunes…

"Lures Drying"

“Lures Drying”

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

The recent weather has been not so good for landscape painting, or fishing. Winds have been strong and my chest waders developed some leaks. I have wanted to paint some of my lures and opportunity pointed in that direction…

"Brickyard Cove"

“Brickyard Cove”

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

An Osprey, who had made its nest on top of the ancient Brickyard chimney, jeered at me as I passed it by on my way to the edge of the cliff. Once snug against the cliff face with my easel up and paints out, the bird quieted down. I became just another tree in the Ospreys’ point of view. I worked until dusk when I took off down the cliff, fishing rod in hand. The water turned out to be full of seaweed near shore, not fun to fish in. The only bite I got was my first of season mosquito on the back of my reeling hand. It was a sure sign, time to leave…

"Poison Ivy, Lobsterville"

“Poison Ivy, Lobsterville”

“Poison Ivy, Lobsterville”, this is a small painting, 6″ x 8″, oil on canvas panel. $750.00 USD

New, spring poison ivy always amuses me. It starts out orangey pink, matures to shiney green and ages to red in the fall. They are my warning signs of where and when I may paint there. In winter, as long as I do not break any bark or branches against my skin, I can roam where I like. Now, as the leaves come out, I must restrict myself or greatly suffer the consequences. Ah, but it is nice to paint it from afar…

"Changing Sitters"

“Changing Sitters”

“Changing Sitters”, this is a small painting, 6″ x 8″, oil on canvas panel. $750.00 USD

I had thought about fishing for bluefish for dinner instead of painting, but the winds drove me to seek shelter. Down in this hollow, at the Tashmoo Waterworks spring, there is usually cover from a strong breeze, unless it is from the North. Today it was calm, and exciting. I had scouted here a week ago and knew the swans were on nest. What I didn’t know was the nest was full of hungry mouths to feed! They were quiet, yet were looking about for food. Probably just hatched out of their shells. Both parents stayed very close to the brood and afforded me ample time to paint them. A treat, to be sure…

"Zen Of Fog"

“Zen Of Fog”

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

This was a chancy view to paint. It looked like rain any second, and, well, I would have been better off if it had. I only stayed out for 40 minutes. When I left, my glasses were unusable, all my gear had water droplets on it. My easel was dripping rivulets onto my palette. My roll of paper towels, you know how much water Bounty holds, I had to unroll it to dry at home! If it had just rained, I would have gotten the hint much faster. The colors were so stimulating in their spring mode yet soften by the fog and distance. I have painted this path before. It actually goes up and down the dune and also around it to the left, in case you don’t feel like up and down. However, in this light it has an other worldly feeling to it.…

"Fog Bank"

“Fog Bank”

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

More fog, but this time it didn’t smother me until I left the beach. From the West and North, the fog held off enough to let the sunlight come in. This gave me some nice shadows to work with in the foreground as the mists amassed off to the Southwest and South. When the sun finally set, a shroud came in over all creating a subtle silence as I lumbered off the dune to my van.…

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