Friday, September 19, 2014


My reference photo for this pastel was taken one evening on our way home from Lake Placid, New York.  We were crossing Tupper Lake and I stopped to take many photos.  The sunset was magnificent, going from pink, violet, red to yellow.  In painting this landscape, I scumbled the pastel all over, then dripped alcohol down it, deciding to leave the drips on the surface as I put the final pastel on the paper.  It was not a totally planned painting, I just went where the drips went and had fun.  I enjoyed the long format - 10x20.

L. A. Cool

I've been painting my grandson for many years.  First as a five year old at the zoo, then as a 10 year old in a pumpkin patch.   When he was a teen, I painted him with his fist in the air, full of himself and now, as a 23 year old, I'm still interested in painting his portrait.  My reference photo for this pastel was taken at the Getty Museum in Los Angeles.  I think he looks pretty cool in his sunglasses. 
16x16 on pastel board

Saturday, August 9, 2014

Sunrise from the Green Bridge, Old Forge, NY

The arts center, View, in Old Forge, NY, will be having their annual fundraiser, plein air paint out the last week of August.  I've been invited back this year and plan on spending a couple of days painting in the area.  All our work will be auctioned off for the center, but the artists will have the opportunity to sell a couple of works during the week. 

This piece will be up for sale during that time.  The Green Bridge is at the outskirts of town and goes over the Moose River.  It's a wonderful place where people fish, canoe and kayak. Sometimes, like at sunrise, it's peaceful, quiet and full of subtle color.  I have seen it early in the morning and late at night and each time, it's a wonder of nature!  This is my interpretation of Sunrise from the Green Bridge.
11x14 pastel

Monday, July 28, 2014

August Afternoon on the Hudson

Last year the state of New York opened up a tract of land called the Essex Chain of Lakes. The state bought the land from a corporation and an organization called the Gooley Club.  The club consisted of  a group of people who built camps and a clubhouse on the property years ago and were avid fishermen and campers.  Now that the land is open to the public, my husband, grandson and I walked back to the end of the Indian Lake section, about four miles.  This section of the Hudson is about a mile in, near the Gooley Clubhouse.  It's so serene and peaceful back there, although, as we walked down to the river, my grandson and I heard dogs barking.  Knowing that no one else was around, we acknowledged that the "dogs" were probably coyotes, who were not happy with us invading their territory.  Once at the river, they disappeared and Matt and I enjoyed the gorgeous setting and beautiful day.  I took the reference photo before leaving and started this painting before setting out for California in late April  I have just now finished it.  A lovely afternoon on the Hudson.
16x0 pastel on board

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

Surf and Rocks at Laguna Beach

I didn't have much of a chance to paint those glorious rocks at Laguna while I was out in California last month, but as soon as I got home and the house was cleaned, the 12 loads of laundry was done and the lawn was back into shape, I had an urge to paint the California surf.  I also wanted to paint another scene for a charity event a friend is organizing in California for July 19th. 

I've framed it and it will go out tomorrow.  I hope it goes to a good home!
14x11 pastel

Wednesday, May 21, 2014

Trying to get my Mojo Back!

This has been an interesting month, as we travel across the country in our small A-liner camper.  After a very harsh winter in the Adirondacks, we headed out to come to visit family in California on April 23.  We started out with the weather at 21 degrees and headed towards tornadoes in the mid-west, wind and sandstorms in Amarillo, Texas, 90 degree weather in Sedona, a swollen hand,  and fires near our campgrounds in California!  I'm finally getting to paint again, after spending a winter painting from my photos, I am now outdoors in this lovely campground in San Clemente, overlooking the cliffs and the ocean, trying to paint at least one pastel every day.  I was beginning to feel stale in my art, aimless and needing a new direction.  I've been fooling with underpaintings,  dry brushstrokes and watercolor washes.  It's been a struggle. 

I've been so blessed to have such great artist friends whom I've had the pleasure of seeing while I've been here.  It's wonderful to talk "art" again, to hear about their work and future.  It's been invigorating.  Today I met for lunch with a wonderful artist and when she came to visit the campsite she noticed a gnarled tree, growing on the cliff with the ocean below.  I had been eyeing that tree for two weeks, but just didn't think I had it in me to paint it.  She said that it was just the thing Albert Handel would paint. I had decided I was going to paint a beautiful pot with flowers at the Visitors Center this afternoon, but her words spurred me on to paint that tree.  Not up to Albert's standards, but I think I'm getting my mojo back.........
9x12, pastel on Art Spectrum tinted pastel paper