I love painting siblings, because
it’s fun to discover their similar features as I go along. Yesterday was a
treat, because I got to paint an entire beautiful family. As the morning went
on, I found myself thinking things like, “Oh, I know the shape of these eyes—I just
painted them in his sister!”
The sun was just starting to come
up behind the cedar swamp on this morning; it hadn’t yet reached the snowy
marsh. Later in the day we discovered coyote tracks heading purposefully south out
on the ice.
Sometimes the light on the marsh
is just spectacular. This was a super-dark sky above the sugar bush, with sun coming
through a few clouds to light up the marsh in the foreground. (You can see a
little ski trail coming across the snow toward home.)
This picture is from one of my
last days in Michigan last week, coming back across the frozen marsh at the end
of an afternoon ski, with a sky ranging from pale turquoise on the horizon to
deep sky blue up above, with a faint, tiny crescent moon high over it all. This
is one of my favorite spots on earth.
I now do pet portraits! This pooch
is a Papillon, and his enormous ears do look like butterfly wings. I’m not
often drawn to small dogs, but this little guy and his brother were so full of
personality and so adorable that they won me over.
Speaking of pets, our household
has a tiny new member—Tarzan! As you can see, he’s making it a little difficult
to focus on my painting.
I’m thrilled to announce that I am
now represented by the online art gallery Fifty Artists. Fifty Artists sells
one-of-a-kind paintings for under $500, and they have some really wonderful art
on their site. Please check them out!
I've neglected my blog for the last few days--we've been spending lots of quality time in lines at the airport. I still haven't made it home, but I am with family and am warm and cozy. Here's another pretty girl.
It's always easier to paint someone when they're not talking. But for whatever reason, I find myself initiating conversations with some people as I paint. And then I have to ask them to be quiet and hold their mouth still so I can paint it. I don't know why I do that. This man was one of those. Just fun to talk with, I guess.