Today we walked calmly up the hill behind The Clark (two of us wisely bringing our stuff with us because we knew we weren’t going up and down and back up again!) and we painted as the clouds came and went and light played on the hills. Continue reading →
Today was the day I sat down with my two “travel” palettes to refill and reorganize. Continue reading →
The painter of the future will be a colorist in a way no one has been before. — Vincent van Gogh Continue reading →
This morning, it couldn’t quite make up its mind re rain but then the sky opened up to blue and the car pointed northward. I wasn’t convinced I’d get a chance to paint without getting rained on, so I headed … Continue reading →
I went over to see the new exhibit at the Clark: Women Artists in Paris, 1850-1900 and had a good time looking at the paintings. First off, they are, as a whole, much larger than you might expect. I will … Continue reading →
We are spinning our own fates, good or evil, and never to be undone. Every smallest stroke of virtue or of vice leaves its never so little scar.
