My Journey Into Painting


I remember very little about art classes in school. I recall wanting to be talented when each new medium was presented; clay, canvas, watercolors....But I didn’t have the patience.

A few years back, the B&W Ladies* wanted to do a “Bottle and Brush” at the shop here in town. Between giggling fits, spinach dip, and Riesling, we managed some pretty decent paintings!

February 2020; my artist friend Casey gave me a gift certificate for another non-local “Bottle and Brush” that she’d won at a benefit dinner. I didn’t have the chance to use it before COVID shut everything down.

About a month into COVID, my friend Holly came by with canvases, acrylic paints, and seltzer drinks. With the step-by-step help of Pinterest and the courage of seltzer, we had our own extremely local “Can and Canvas”!!

I still don’t have a lot of patience. But I have pictures. And a steadier hand. And there was an easel in the shed. I was able to buy more canvases and paints online, and continue as the urge strikes. I still don’t consider myself a true artist or master of the acrylic/canvas medium, but I do know that if I saw one of my paintings in a thrift store I’d consider it quite a find.

*For the full story on the B&W Ladies, please refer to the More Recent Ramblings page.




Summer Thundercell #2


Where we live in California, thundercells mean erratic winds, lightning, and fire. The clouds are a powerful precursor to the potential danger fires can bring.




Fire Thundercell


This storm started a fire that ran for 10,000 acres in 2020.




KC's Retirement


Painted this for my friend and coworker, a Rangeland Management Specialist, who retired.




Hope


It's not raining everywhere. The sun still shines above the clouds.




Goat Mountain


Painted from a photo I took one evening hunting deer.




Fall Bike Ride


It's much easier to smell the roses when you're traveling at 10 miles an hour.




Mueller's Lot #2


An enjoyable spring evening at a friend's lot.




Dirk's Daisies


...Where the daisies grow so thick they look like snow.




The River


Downstream from The Bridge.




Flyway


Canadian geese travelling the Mississippi Flyway.




Across From The Point


The only upside of not being there in person is the lack of mosquitos.




Chukars


My husband told me you hunt chukars once for fun. Every time after that is for revenge.




The Bridge


Upstream from The Bridge.




The Farm


Speeding home on my bike after playing at the farm… trying to make it home in time for dinner… looking back.




The Backyard


Patriotic view of my backyard.




Bass Lake


My favorite lake.




Lincoln, CA Sunset


Commissioned painting.




Dry Storm


Storm clouds to the northeast. Smoke and ash from the southwest.




Parsnip


Day moon on a family chukar hunt in Nevada.




Tankhouse


Clear day over the collapsed tankhouse.




Easter


Easter Hope Reminder.




Sunset Beyond the Rye Field


...it was even more vibrant in real life.




Fire in the Sky


No smoke and ash with a firey sunset.