Signed, Sealed, Delivered

The Most Beautiful Fruit Bowl I’ve Ever Seen is completed. It is signed,  it is carefully wrapped up and sealed in a box, and I delivered it to an undisclosed location in Exeter. Someone will have an a-may-zing Christmas present. And that’s all I’m gonna say about that!

fruit bowl oil painting

 

P.S. This might be one of the most challenging paintings I’ve done. On the other hand, it was very very fun. Now I’m done talking about it.

BUT WAIT, THERE’S MORE! It was a commission. I didn’t tell you while I was painting. That is a commission omission.

Why is “commission” spelled with two m’s and “omission” with one?

Somebody shut me up, please!

2013 Calendars, Again

Dear Blog Reader,

Why in the olden days were readers referred to as “gentle”? Did it have something to do with the word “gentlemen”?

Why am I writing about the calendars again?

Glad you asked – great question! (This is what all interviewees say when asked any question – have you noticed, or is it just me who picks up on these repetitious speech patterns?) The answers to your question are as follows:

1. I ordered more calendars.

2. The Buy Now Button works. It looks weird and off center, but it works if you have a Paypal account.

3. If you sent me a check, let me know. I’ll mail your calendar(s) to you now, even if the check (or if I) hasn’t (haven’t) made it to the Three Rivers Post Office yet.

That was a weird sentence.

Here is the front cover of the calendar, because every blog post needs a picture.

oak grove bridge painting for cover of jana botkin's 2013 calendar

Here is the link to the post that shows all the months: 2013 Calendar

Here is the Buy Now Button to order your calendar:




And here is your appreciation from me for getting to the end of this post:

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You earned it, oh Gentle Reader.

More about studio artists

Last week I wrote about studio artists in this blog post.

Working from photos isn’t the only choice for a studio artist. Sometimes they set up still life things (Still lifes? Still lives? “Things” works for me.) Sometimes they work from sketches they made outside. Sometimes they paint people who sit still and try not to fidget. Sometimes they finish paintings they began outside.

Sometimes they just make stuff up.

If I tried to paint this scene while sitting here, I might get hit by a car.

I’d fall off the bank if I was standing at my easel here and a car came by. There is no shoulder on this road right here.

Painting from photos is often considered “cheating”, not “real art”, and cheesy by many in the ArtWorld.

Ask me if I care. . . never been very affected by others’ opinions. (“Do you care?” – “Why do you ask?”)

Am I a fake artist? A cheater?

Nope. Don’t think so. Hate that snobbery, so there.

But, I know I could learn if I tried those other things. If I get bored with my current style of painting, or when someone comes along and says “Hey, want to learn how to paint differently? I’ll show you!” and I can fit it into my life, I might say yes. Until then?

I’ll just keep working from my photos.

If I stood on the bridge to paint this scene, I’d flinch and grit my teeth every time a car drove over the seam on the bridge because it makes a loud rattle.

I’m glad we had this little chat. Thanks for listening. Always nice to visit with you all!

First Saturday December

It only rained a little bit, off and on, no umbrellas required. The rain didn’t deter Linda, Maggie, Beth, Gail, Ron, Judy, Jeannie, Bonnie, Sara, Gary, Vanessa, Tom, Becky, Sonya or Rachelle!

(I was just practicing my memory skills.)

I saw this on my way over to the studio this morning. A grey day really shows off the yellow leaves (and the orange cone in the distance!)

inside Jana Botkin's studio

Art, flowers, cookies, music – people enjoyed visiting my studio (or maybe they were just being polite).

Guest/friend/customer Judy thought the remaining leaves on the flowering pear tree would be a good subject for photography. She was right – thank you, Judy!

flowering pear leaves photo by Jana Botkin

flowering pear leaves photo by Jana Botkin