Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Tulips - Oil on artist's wood panel 12" x 12"

Finished at last! Spring means tulips to me, and with the unpredictable nature of the weather lately I have enjoyed my own private Spring while painting this. To me tulips are a flower of perfection, order, and control. Michael Pollan describes the tulip this way, in the book Tulipa: A Photographer's Botanical by Christopher Baker: "The tulip is all Apollonian clarity and order. It's a linear, left-brained sort of flower, in no way occult, explicit and logical in its formal rules and arrangements (six petals corresponding to six stamens) and conveying all its rationality the only way one could: through the eye. The clear, steely stems hold the flower up in the air for our admiration, positing its lucid, linear form over and above the dubious earth. The blossoms float serenely above the turmoil of nature; even when they expire, they do so with aplomb. Instead of turning to mush, like a spent rose, or a used Kleenex, like peony petals, they cleanly, dryly, and, often simultaneously, shatter." Tulips - oil on 12" x 12" artist's panel SOLD

And, here is the original reference photo taken by Ruthanne Annaloro

Special thanks and acknowledgement to Ruthanne Annaloro for granting me her kind permission to use her fabulous photograph as reference for this piece. Her work may be seen at where she goes by 1bluecanoe.

Thursday, March 18, 2010

Tulip - Yellow

One more progression picture....

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Unleashing the reds

Continuing on with the progression photos of this piece, here it is with the addition of reds. I LOVED this section of red. It was like being in flames So much fun to paint these shapes, lines, and curves. Fortunately for me, I stumbled onto some very inspiring music today. I will be sharing that when I post the finished piece.

Today's pallette

Since I am posting the progressive shots of this piece, I thought I might share the view of my pallette, and paints. I am usually a really messy painter, but since I am working mainly in one color today, it looks tidy.

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Tulips - Pink and Yellow

Fourth in the progression of these beautiful spring blooms. Here I have added pink and yellow, and added a light mix of colors at the right to make up the background. I accidentally painted over some of what was to be the yellow petal on the right bottom, and had to correct, but that's the beauty of oils! I have run out of good light and must stop for now.

Tulips - Purples too

This is the third shot in the progression of this piece. Here I added purples, and made a slight correction to the sketch near the top purple tulip.

Tulips - Dark values

Scroll down for the first photo is this progression series.

Take Two - Here is a shot with only the dark values applied. Details will be added to these areas later, as needed.

Tulips - Sketch

I haven't documented my process lately, so I thought I would capture it for this piece - First I selected the image from a collection of reference photos of flowers. Next I cropped the reference photo to a 6" x 6" macro composition on which I want to focus. Here is the sketch, which I have drawn on an 12" x 12" artist's wood panel after coating it with white gesso. Come back to see the values and depth develop as I apply color!

Tuesday, March 9, 2010


In keeping with the unexpected theme of the week! Pastel and colored pencil on paper with a water wash 4" x 5" SOLD

Reference photo taken at the Rio Grande Zoo courtesy of Gael Holmes Hofemeier

Monday, March 8, 2010

Snow Bird

My art has gone to the birds lately. Pastel on paper 5" x 7" $50 unframed

Thursday, March 4, 2010


For my friend,who sometimes behaves like a hummingbird, and always brings joy. 9" x 12" Pastel on paper $60 unframed

Monday, March 1, 2010


Was the moon.
Not black,
Like my sighs
Or blue,
Like my child’s eyes.
Was the moon,
And I touched its surface
Caressing its every crack
Like a tombstone
Where a loved one lay.
Was the moon
And the people
To it prayed,
For life, they begged.
For death, we beg.
And we yell
And curse
And scream
And cry
And one night
For the first and last time,
I saw
That it was