“Boat Launch”, this is a small painting, 6″x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.
A quiet ending to a busy day. Even the mosquitoes had something else to do until the sunset…
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“Home Port”, this is a small painting, 6″x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.
I was testing out my new “camera” here today for zooming and distance. Suddenly I realized this was were I should paint as well. What a beautiful afternoon, marred only by the fire at the U.S. Coast Guard Boathouse at the other end of the Island in Menemsha. Luckily there was no loss of life. I will miss painting that red roof and crisp white exterior in major contrast to the fisherman’s shacks seemingly in disarray all around it. Hopefully they will soon rebuild in a similar style…
“Thunderstorm Aweigh”, this is a small painting, 6″x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.
The open sky over the harbor had so many different surprises in it today. Multiple thunderheads floated by during the afternoon with dark gray clouds. Then dark-blue purple clouds and even some on the warm yellow side of the spectrum. And do sailors like to sail on Saturdays! Countless different rigs floated or motored past my vantage point…
“Hey, Hay!”, this is a small painting, 6″x 8″, oil on canvas panel. $750.00 USD
This is one of the fastest cut, raked, baled and moved on out fields where I like to paint. This year the family out did themselves. There were at least 15 stackers and movers on the field. Five o’clock to 6:57, 650 bales disappeared into various conveyances and then into barns. I started painting and all of a sudden I was alone in a totally empty field… Ah, but what a beautiful day!
“Anchorage”, this is a small painting, 6″x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.
My priority today was to be out of the wind. This was an ideal spot to paint from. The sun kept me warm the whole time, and what small breeze there was kept bugs away…
“Sunset Oyster Boats”, this is a small painting, 6″x 8″, oil on canvas panel. $750.00 USD
The other day in the fog I found a small fleet of flat-bottomed pond skiffs around the bend in a cove by the Ospray’s nest. It was drippy wet that day, no wind and flocks of mosquitos, not a painting day. Today was much better including a good breeze to keep mosquitos at bay until darkness, when I packed up and had to run!
“1st Launch”, this is a small painting, 6″x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.
I watched as John put his freshly painted boat in the water. He went off fishing for an hour. Came back and hauled his boat back out. Slowly, he drove off down the beach, pulling, by accident, someone else’s anchor line attached to 3 other boats. The line went taught. I yelled “STOP” and he did! Just before the other boats would have dislodged his from it’s trailer. Bad boat manners by the other boaters…
“Sand Bar”, this is a small painting, 6″x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.
I missed the best part of this view. The catboat with the dark sail which is cruising in to the the dock got stuck on the sand bar, just after I looked up and saw them. I didn’t look up again for a few minutes as I stooped to clean my brush and mix some new color. When I next paid attention they were under sail heading toward the dock to my right. One sailor had jumped overboard and pull-pushed the boat off the sand bar and climbed back aboard between my glances…
“June Moon”, this is a small painting, 6″x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.
The weather began to clear near sundown just as a solitary thunder cell rolled past. I raced up here to this vantage point and was able to enjoy the colors flash as the light subdued. Suddenly the moon came out of no where and began night time illumination…
“The Pony”, this is a small painting, 6″x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.
It was a chance encounter at a dinner party which somehow put me loose it this pasture. After completing most of this painting, including the well mannered and cooperative pony placement, I ventured off to scout the remainder of the property for future plans. Upon my return a half hour later, as the sun was setting, I started to think something was wrong. There were balled up pieces of paper towel all over the ground around my easel! At first I assumed the pony had licked, chewed and spit out my roll of towels one by one. What he had done was tear open my plastic grocery bag which I use for painting garbage. He had sniffed out a rather old apple core as a snack and no paint had gotten on his face…