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| Oil on Panel, 5"x5" |
Monday, September 21, 2020
Zacchaeus, the Black-Chinned Hummingbird
Friday, September 18, 2020
South Beach, Evanston, IL
Wednesday, September 9, 2020
South Boulevard Beach, Chicago, In Progress
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| South Beach, Chicago, Oil on Aluminum, 6:x12 |
My friend Tamra while isolating during the pandemic, has been walking daily by Lake Michigan in Chicago. She posts photos of South Boulevard Beach, which are beautiful. This is the first session using a photo she took and suggested I would like to paint. With a few alterations, I have. Thanks, Tamra.
Tuesday, September 8, 2020
Sunsets I Have Seen
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| Imperial Beach Sunset, 2020, Oil on Aluminum, 6"x12" |
I've been curious about working on aluminum for a while and did so on this piece. My thought was some of the reflective qualities of the aluminum would inform the light, ie, sun, water. That didn't happen. I also read after finishing that others gesso the surface. It seems to be popular just for the light weight of it. Now I must figure how to hang and/or frame it.
Thursday, August 27, 2020
Conclave
The Northern Cardinal is very territorial and, as such, would rarely form a conclave. However, there are documented incidences of them flocking together. But I assume that is not during mating season. Cardinals don’t migrate, and they don’t molt into a dull plumage. So they’re still breathtaking in winter’s snowy backyards. While I didn't depict a female in this painting, they deserve some recognition. They also have a bright red crest and some red accents. Only a few female North American songbirds sing and the female Cardinal is among them. She will do this while sitting on her nest.
The video illustrates the sessions of work and shows some changes agreed upon by me and the client.
Thursday, August 20, 2020
The Midas touch
Despite late summer, the Orioles still come to the feeder. Their song is a delight. I continue to search for the amazing nests without success. My summer's work on this piece is complete. I chose the title from a stanza in Emily Dickenson's poem, Oriole.




