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"In The Autumn"

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

The temperature has been dropping along with rain and leaves as the color of the land slowly changes from greens, reds, golds, oranges, browns to lavenders and grays. The setting sun, although moved from north of west to south of west still casts its charm upon the unsuspecting evenings. Drab views attain a golden radiance at this hour, mostly unsurpassed in summer months. Sights, unseen in green, now come slowly forth as the backbone of the ridges, hills and vales appear. As we dream about our gardens past, the season shifts and we are thankful, once again…

"Weather Moves In"

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

The sky was almost clear as I began this painting. It rapidly turned into another type of day as I worked to finish this by sundown. It was low tide and the beach had eaten into the dunes and cliffs another 5 feet since I last was here in spring…

"Foggy Shore"

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

The fog was coming in as I painted. It gave me just enough time to get all the details done before it got too overcast to finish. I always enjoy a good challenge…

"Rocks Remain"

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

It was a warm and beautiful day. I went to the beach to watch the light dim, the colors turn to gray and the waves lull me from evening into night…

"Spring Fog"

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

A rainy blowing evening sitting in my van while painting the rock strewn beach. The fog added mystery and the rain intensity of color to the scene. All was appreciated from the dry warmth of the driver’s seat with my easel in my lap…

"Into Nashaquitsa"

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

Searching for dried milkweed pods to paint for the foreground in a larger piece, I walked down to the waters edge to uncover today’s subject. It was dead low tide, quiet and still as I began to capture the landscape on my canvas. Three fast flying ducks navigated through the narrows a foot above the water as I worked. They quickly passed within feet of me with whistling feathers and mild peeps as their wings worked overtime…

"Waiting"

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

This is a plain white dinghy I have been scouting and photographing for a few months each time I travel up to the Gay Head Cliffs. It can be a very buggy place to paint if the wind is not right. The sun was not correct today for me as it slid behind a thunderstorm disturbance as soon as I got there. However, the bugs were almost non-existant which made my day…

"Moon Tide"

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

It must have been dead low tide when I finally began this painting less than an hour before dark. The sky had just hinted at the orange sunset way above my cloud cover. That was my only motivation to paint this scene. As I got into the rocks, their colors and shapes, I was completely oblivious to everything else. Until my boots splashed in the on coming tide and I found my easel was in the water. The full moon was pulling that tide up, fast. I moved my easel 3 times to keep ahead of the rising water before my work was too dim to see…

"Boathouse"

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

It was very windy today. This little cove was the perfect place to paint and keep warm as the sun and temperature dropped. It brought back pleasant memories of summers past and thoughts of summer coming…

"From The Top"

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

I began today thinking of a painting in the woods. Maybe a tree or stonewall would do. I wandered down paths and byways scouting. Each time I came to a high spot, there was a great view of this beach, but from afar. I finally had to give in and drive down to the beach and walk up this path. And, well, this is what I saw: hazy sunset and dropping temperature as an inclement weather front floated in…

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