sitting with daffodils • no words from either of us • I painted, they glowed. Continue reading →
I went out this morning thinking to paint at Hand Hollow. I stopped and finished my coffee there but it was too hot to paint. Listened to the birds awhile and then went home and painted from my porch. I had my bubba packed with ice and a cool beverage. Continue reading →
Beautiful bright sun today. So many birds singing. I’m needing a nap — sat on the front steps painting fading daffodils Only I know what the front yard looks like today things caught by the sun full of yellow my … Continue reading →
Swung by Hand Hollow Conservation area where they are still pulling water chestnuts out but there’s not much water left in the “pond”. The light was interesting so I did these two. First, a smaller sketch to show where the … Continue reading →
Wasn’t home til late last night but it doesn’t mean I wasn’t out there painting. First, Mom and I went to the Schenectady Rose Garden which was beautiful, even as it was being dead-headed in prep for later re-blooming. Then … Continue reading →
Artists cannot be micro–managed. We can take heart that everything we do is different than the last thing we didor indeed everything that’s ever been done. That knowledge is the key to sound mentoring.
