Color Moments. All 12 paintings represent a unique point in time. A Moment, captured by color expressing some intangible thing needing further reflection.
Category Archives: Impressionist
Trees: ink, light and feeling
Feeling the trees with ink and light. Brushes and skewers, are used lightly softly. The black ink diluted in many tones, plays upon the dampened paper. Trees in Ink You never know, just what may come about, what may emerge. A surprise each time. Many surprises are wonderful. And manyContinue reading “Trees: ink, light and feeling”
Going To The Beach
Going to the beach, soaking up the sun, sand and surf. Ready to paint it all, let all the colors loose!
Across The Waters II
in a gentle mist and cool greys, like a watercolor waiting….
SO Zen! watercolor granulating pigments
Where would we be without the granulating pigments of watercolor? That’s a good question! Watercolor Pigments Granulation is Texture. Texture creates depth, atmosphere, feeling and visual interest. The granulation adds …. Mystery. Intrigue. It is yet another powerful tool to capture the audience. My featured painting “So Zen” used aContinue reading “SO Zen! watercolor granulating pigments”
Audacious Color in the Hills
Bold, yet harmonious in its own way. Filled with colors, flecks and splatters. Filled with so many imperfections. Watercolor Impressions I like it, full of those flaws. Its real. It has Character. And definitely has its own vibe to it. A rough and bold feeling. These hills don’tContinue reading “Audacious Color in the Hills”
Petals of color
the watercolor brush softly kisses the paper in its magical dance with color……
Crazed and Hot Ravine
Watercolors speak: Stark and flat, pure cobalt the sky begins to melt and craze the earth. The ravine, folds its terracotta pleats and crumples….
What’s INside?
Discovering the secrets Inside paint pigments is one of the most fun and satisfying activities that an artist will do.
pretty little dancers
The loveliness of the dancers caught my eye, in pinks and creams in the field they swayed….tulips, like Degas’ dancers.
