“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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“Anniversary”, this is a small painting, 6″x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.
I am celebrating this week as it will be my 4 year anniversary of doing a painting-a-day. I still can’t believe it. It was also the anniversary of the man I met on this beach path who handed me a beer while I was finishing this scene! Happy Anniversary to us both!!!
“Eastville Evening”, this is a small painting, 6″x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.
This was as close as I got to the water today, about 50 feet. But that was good! It was breezing and cool. I appreciated it as the perfect spot to paint from. I was able to pick and choose the boats to put in, there were so many passing by. The atmosphere was smoky, meaning the far shores were soft and decked out in shades of French Ultramarine Blue. I stayed on until it became too hard to differentiate and choose my colors…
“The Evening Run”, this is a small painting, 6″x 8″, oil on canvas panel. $750.00 USD
It was mildly sprinkling when I left my studio for this evening’s paint. The northwestern sky looked promising for a break to the leaden gray which had been overhead since yesterday. I wended my way past other potential choices before arriving at the end of West Chop. A distant sail caught my fancy as did the rent sky along the horizon. The ferry and jogger came as I was nearing completion, a gift for one who waits…
“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…
“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…