Saturday, April 19, 2014

I Heard the Owl Call My Name ~ Bird Painting

I Heard The Owl Call My Name ~ 
4" x 4" oil on stretched canvas...ready to hang!

The newest in my daily songbird series...I'm so delighted by the return of bird song, that I can't resist painting these cuties. 
For sale on DailyPaintworks
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Thursday, April 17, 2014

Glendalough Gold ~ dreaming of Ireland

Glendalough Gold ~ 5" x 7" oil on panel

My daily offering for you today...trying to brush up on my landscape skills...I call this a faux plein aire...I didn't paint it from life, since, alas, I am not in Ireland at the  moment. But I have been there, and stood there and looked at this scene. It is one of my favourite places on earth, and as I painted I tried to remember the smells and the breeze and imagine my self back there, to try to recreate the experience.  And I have to admit, my own photography skills aren't the greatest, so I used Steve Evans (babasteve) photograph, with permission. I'm going to go through my own picture collection soon, and hopefully share with you more of my adventures.

The auction for this goes live tomorrow (April 18th)  at 10 am

Start price  $35.00

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

I Heard it From a Little Bird

I Heard it From a Little Bird ~ 
4" x 4" oil on 3/4" profile stretched canvas



Tis the season for little birds...Spring has sprung!!

Up for bid at DailyPaintworks... price starting at $30
SOLD
Link becomes active at 7am PST, April 17th...

Sunday, April 6, 2014

The Rogue ~ red fox watercolor painting








The Rogue ~ 
5" x 7" watercolor on smooth, 90 lb mixed media paper

For Sale on Daily Paintworks ~ BID HERE :

bids starting at $30.00

Right now, my 10 year old son has an obsession with red foxes...he's done reports on them, studies them online, reads books about them from the library...needless to say, there is a lot of fox reference around lately, and his enthusiasm is wearing off! Hence, "The Rogue"...I remember growing up on the farm with chickens, foxes were a constant threat. But my dad would never try to shoot them. He just put chicken wire on top of the pen, and framed right down into the ground so they couldn't get in.