
Painted over breakfast, probably a couple of weeks back. Buy now
Painted over breakfast, probably a couple of weeks back. Buy now
This was a bakery or something, now remodeled into design firms. For sale
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Home of the City Museum of Barcelona. Underneath the Plaça del Rei there are Roman ruins… I spent too much time drawing down there and couldn’t finish the history tour upstairs before the museum closed. But I successfully argued they should let me in a second day- “I thought the ticket was good for a year,” I kept repeating until they gave up and let me in.
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Near the Diagonal, Barcelona.
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I like scruffy places like this. 15 years ago when I lived in Spain, the old city was much grittier, and I kind of missed that. So on this trip I went looking for the areas that were more lived in and not fixed up for the tourists.
Evening light, Barcelona. for sale
One night in Little Italy, after a disappointing Carbonara. for sale
I painted this corner in North Park a year ago and never was 100% happy with it. I decided to try again. for sale
Another morning watercolor in Hillcrest. I wanted to paint The Brass Rail up the street. It’s a cool old building, maybe Art Deco but I’m not sure exactly what architectural style. There’s a good vantage point from a coffee shop on that corner- but it was packed, no seats. So I went with this instead. for sale
Painted this morning on University Ave in Hillcrest. for sale.
Watercolor’s been speaking to me lately, and oil less so. Normally I’m more of an oil person but I’ve been at this long enough to know there’s no sense in trying to force it. So watercolor it has been. Another day today with unseasonably overcast skies and a little rain.
I like to paint where I am. Sometimes they are not the most picturesque places, but I still like them. Painted out the window of a coffee shop this afternoon, on an uncharacteristically hot, muggy, rainy day in Encinitas, CA. for sale
Painted this morning over breakfast in Little Italy, at a cafe with great food and insanely slow service, I’m talking 20 minutes to get a plain cup of coffee. And the baristas use fake Italian accents. for sale
From last year. During Jury Duty, I had a long lunch break and wandered down until I found a coffee shop. The coffee shop had a kind of glass cage where you could sit on the patio and paint things. for sale
A painting from last year, painted on my lunch break from jury duty. for sale
*update. As I look at this, that’s a trolley and not the bus. Oh well.