Waves crashing on the rocks on Cabrillo point. I’d planned to touch up this plein air painting in the studio, but after living with the painting for a while, decided to leave it as-is. Something about the less polished state appeals to me.
A rainy day in Virginia, with the trees beginning to burst with autumn color. We just got back from a visit to see friends and family in the area. It didn’t rain every day, but it rained most days. I enjoyed painting outside in the wet and cold.
This is a hill outside Blacksburg, Virginia, in the New River Valley. I lived here for about five years, first working at Virginia Tech and then completing a MFA degree in painting.
It’s a wonderfully scenic place, with farms and forests and old white farmhouses with red tin roofs. This is in the Blue Ridge, which really is blue as the mountains step off into the distance.
You can just walk out the front door and be in a great painting.
A cool morning on the beach in Santa Barbara.
This is an older plein aire nocturne from last winter, when I did several night paintings. I never got around to publishing this one because the combination of the dark colors and the shininess led to flash glare, wrong colors, and sadness. Here’s my heroic effort to finally photograph this piece.
Eucalyptus trees washed with gold in morning light, San Diego. I like to walk here in the morning, with different vistas of meadow and forest opening up.
I got turned around when headed to Red Rocks outside Las Vegas. Here’s the desert from where I wound up when I got lost. No red rocks here, but the blue mountains were very pretty.
The rolling hills above Santa Barbara, dotted with California oaks and livestock.
Palms lining Newport Ave in Ocean Beach, San Diego. This converted movie theatre is now a Wings.
The perfect ending to a beautiful day in Santa Barbara, California. The light there has a special quality. Mellow, diffuse in the marine haze, and gently golden at sundown.
Santa Barbara Sunset Light is for sale.
From the Georgia St Bridge, looking out over North Park.
This is the second version of this view of North Park I’ve painted. Well, technically it is the first version, but the first layers of color didn’t dry fast enough (I’d been experimenting with a different oil painting medium), so I impatiently started over with a second version.
After finishing that one, I lost my steam for the first version and put it away for I’m not sure how long, at least a couple of months. But recently I found it in a stack of half-finished work, and decided to give it another effort.
For sale at my Etsy shop.
Two peaches on the shelf, with a drawing taped to the wall behind. I like organic still life compositions, where the painting just grows out of whatever objects happen to be on the table.
I’ve got away from that idea recently, but I’d like to go back to it.
Update: You know what, I think these were actually nectarines. They weren’t fuzzy, they were slightly shiny, and they were more orange in color. They sold them as peaches though.
Peach Painting is for sale.
The house behind this fence, beautifully bursting with bougainvillea, is for sale. It’s an old Craftsman with intact original windows- and no parking! For me, lack of parking is not a deal breaker (I travel by hot air balloon).