First Snow, oil on canvas. 24″ x 36″, $1200
After hurricane Sandy blew through Connecticut we were left with 6 days without power and just about every leaf had blown off the trees, leaving the skeletons of bare trunks and tree branches. The weather was bleak and I was day dreaming about colorful days, longing for sunny California and wondering what to paint.
That’s when the the flurries first began. One just followed another and the snow just kept piling up, all day! The enchantment of the first snow fall was so beautiful. I had forgotten how magical the outside world becomes as it is slowly cloaked and layered with soft whiteness. It was a gift of beauty and inspiration from the Lord of Winter.
In honor of Day of the Dead I painted a portrait of this skeleton that I had hanging around the studio. I was thinking of those I love who have passed to the other side. I posed my model using one of my late sister Mary’s hats. She would’ve approved.
With humor and grace I salute all of us… whatever side of life we happen to be on.
Hello from the blustering New England countryside.
Before we lose power entirely I want to post my latest artistic adventures. This October I returned to live at the home where I was raised in rural Bethany, CT. I’m now perched in a glorious live/work loft extension in the large house my parents designed and built themselves. My live/work studio is large, the light is great and the views of the woods outside reflect the daily change of the seasons. I’m planning to stay awhile, paint and keep an eye on my folks.
Here I am painting the view out my window..Â the sienna and ochre colored foliage before the leaves dropped. We’re waiting out hurricane Sandy now.
Exciting and powerful.. nature is a humbling as well as inspiring experience.