Showing posts from March, 2016

Tybee Island

We just got back from a lovely week on Tybee Island, visiting our son-in-law's mother and helping her pack to move to TN. The weather was warm and lovely , the company was great, the food was delicious and we had a wonderful time. We went to the St. Patrick's Day parade in Savannah - our first time andpaybe the last but I would like to go again if I can. We went to Savannah College of Art and Design to see their current exhibit which is most interesting , and we took walks on the beach. We ate at some great places and slept with the sea breezes wafting in the windows. We also helped to clean up a plumbing problem, as well as packed some boxes and pulled a trailer down and back. It was the least we could do, under the circumstances. I took some pictures which my computer doesn't want to accept and did a very little painting. As a watercolorist I am a fair acrylics painter. Looking out the bedroom window in the morning and out the living room and eaten area windows at a


Well, I took five paintings to be hung for the show at North River Civic Center. Each member of the group took five and the committee hung a very good show. On Sunday we had an opening reception ( I was out of town). My sister, Vicki, sold one of her paintings! I was happy for her. I was also green with envy. It also set off all kinds of questions in my head about "why?" Not that her painting wasn't good. It is. But you can't help but wonder; was it the subject? the colors? the technique? the artistic vision? What makes one painting sell and another languish? I guess that the questions are not answerable, but I can't help but wonder. It also makes me question whether I should continue painting but there is an answer there. I don't think that I can stop. I would stop showing, but that would not help much either. AND, the show will hang until the end of May; perhaps there are more buyers out there! Tomorrow I am going to attempt a little water color sketch of

Catching up

It has been quite a while since I have posted but I miss telling someone, even if it is the air, about what is going on. Tomorrow I am taking five paintings to a show in Hixson, TN, a suburb of Chattanooga. It is exciting although so far these shows have not been a great place to sell paintings. There is always hope, however. Tonight I have to check them for information on the back and to be sure that they haven't gotten banged up, et. I posted on FB that I have moved the studio into the house and it was a very good move. There is light, heat, and a nearby complete with running water and a toilet. Coffee is only a few rooms away. It is wonderful. Sometimes when I can't sleep I get up and come in here to work a while. I would never do that at the old studio. Here are some pics of the new studio at its best. Look what happened to the path to the old studio door about 15 minutes after I left.  I still have some stuff up there but I must really need it desperately to