Here we are on Mardi Gras- no plans to do anything, but in Venice, Carnavale is in full swing. Here’s one from my trip there I hadn’t posted yet.
Rooftops in Barcelona. This is the view from my apartment balcony in El Born. I just found this picture- it’s about 2 years old- in one of my many piles in the studio. She hung out the clothes in her bikini. I loved that.
Painted on the cliffs.
Painted in OB a few weeks back on a windy gray day.
Here’s a picture of its brother, painted in the same spot after the day had brightened a little:
By a dumpster up the street.
I painted this a few weeks ago, but it was a study for a wedding gift and I didn’t want to spoil the surprise. 8 x 13 inches, oil on linen.
Woke up Christmas Eve morning to find Mike had waited in line an hour and a half at Donut Bar to bring me Christmas donuts to paint. Their donuts are great, their efficiency and the ergonomic catastrophe of their store less so. A really special treat.
Lots of things happen on the cliffs. On the week I painted this there were two cliff rescues, with fire trucks and big winches. There was someone cliff diving and tourists taking pictures of it. There was a delivery of a classic corvette to a beachfront mansion. A street was closed off for a gas leak you could smell for blocks. And painting happened.
Painted on the beach in Coronado.
Venice at night, just as a light autumn rain began to fall. Several monuments were under construction including the Rialto bridge, whose scaffolding was wrapped in a Guess ad.
A secret garden on a quiet canal in Venice.
10th Street, I think, in Del Mar. A fun place to paint with the trains going by on one side and the surfers climbing down the cliffs on the other.
Storm rolling in off the Pacific at the Dog Beach in OB.