20×48″ oil on canvas– This view of the redwood grove above the old Mission Dam at the Santa Barbara Botanic Garden is a commission for a wonderful artist and naturalist and her soon-to-be husband who are getting married here later this month. I can’t think of a better place to tie the knot and I wish them a happy life together.
22×28″ oil on canvas– Lauren and I like to play a game at the beach we call “Rock Jenga.” We take turns stacking a rock at a time until someone makes the tower fall. Often aesthetics get the better of us and we leave an attractive precariously balanced rock stack standing, declare ourselves both winners, and start a new one nearby.
I am excited to be teaching a plein air painting workshop through SCAPE in April this year. There are still spaces available if anyone is interested in signing up.
20×48″ Oil on Canvas– Morning is my favorite time of day and spring is my favorite season. I love the sense of newness both create and the feeling that your day is a blank canvas ready to explore. I created this studio painting from a couple of plein air watercolor sketches I made from up in the foothills a couple weeks ago.
Chris Potter and I have our paintings hanging at the beautiful Pritzlaff Conservation Center Gallery. Please join us for refreshments and live painting at the rescheduled art reception this Sunday afternoon from 2-4 pm.
12×16″ oil on canvas– This was painted looking southeast towards Montecito last week… I didn’t know at the time how much my thoughts and heart would be pulled in the same direction this week.
18×24″ oil on canvas– I have fond memories from running on these paths around the Lagoon as a student at UCSB. What is that quaint town on the cliffs in the distance you ask? Perhaps a quiet fishing village? That is Isla Vista, California, quiet only because finals are this week… good luck Gauchos!
12×36″ oil on canvas– Usually when I paint, I lose all track of time… I couldn’t tell you if I’ve been spreading colors for 30 minutes or a couple hours. I kept the pace with this one because every fifteen minutes the immense bells below me would chime, counting off portions of the day. Not many chimes left in 2017– Happy New Year everybody! Detail