Responding to the Voices in My Head

That’s a scary title, is it not? When I paint, I listen to lots of things. There is music, podcasts, talk radio, books on tape, and voices in my head, including my own. An aside: Someone said we should talk to ourselves the way we talk to our best friends. You know how sometimes you […]

Trading skills

Trail Guy has used the same Cabela’s commuter mug for more years than I can remember while he was Road Guy. A week before he retired, it fell inside one of his big yellow machines. The handle broke. ONE WEEK before he retired! (Reminded me of the old song called “My Grandfather’s Clock”, but in […]

A Painting Break

Because my self-imposed drawing quota for The Cabins of Wilsonia was met for February, I used the last week of the month to knock out a few oil paintings. Two are commissions, and the rest are to sell at the Three Rivers gallery Colors. Here they are in progress: Kind of nice to be working in […]

Loosiosity, Revisited

“Loosiosity” is a word coined by my customer/student/friend Sara. Because it is one of those self-defining words, I’m guessing that you can figure it out. Sara commissioned me to paint a scene for her based on a piece of art she had seen and loved. I had a little photo of that art, but didn’t want […]