daily painting | hair on fire

I guess fire is the theme, these past few days. The entire title of this piece is, “Well, MY hair’s on fire!” I’m up in arms / hair-on-fire / speechless / flabbergasted at what I see on the news. I never knew I was such a patriot — I very much care about my country and its democracy. I dislike didactic and preachy artworks and commentary by artists. But, to quote my teenage granddaughter, this is just nucking futs. May we get through these times without needing the Betty Ford Center.

12″ x 12″ acrylic on claybord = $185

 

 

 

daily painting | fuschias v2

Got spaced out yesterday and forgot to post so here I am. New lessons for me — keep doing paintings of same or similar subject matter until I get better results. These blooms were like little sunbursts of color against a fence in a Berkeley garden. I think I did 4 or 5 watercolors of fuschias and refused to get frustrated. Just kept doing them. Good practice, to keep trying, and to be patient with myself. And I do like this one.

6″ x 8″ watercolor, pen on paper = $60

 

 

 

daily painting | catching fire

This claybord was on the receiving end of much grief, sadness, worry, anger — and acceptance — this weekend. My bipolar son is unwell, my sister’s newly returned cancer is a looming threat, and suddenly life brings painful, wrenching challenges for my family. Painting is a necessity at all times, but now it has an urgency. My studio is a sanctuary and my paints hold all of this. They seem not to mind. They sort me out.

12″ x 12″ acrylic on claybord = $185

 

 

 

daily painting | milhous

This sweet black-crowned night heron has been visiting me every day for several days. His presence is  encouraging as I worry about battles my dear sister will soon have with a recurrence of aggressive breast cancer. Milhous sits on the railing outside the kitchen window of my floating home and looks right at me, maybe wondering if I’ll be cooking fish for dinner. He is named for our past president, for these guys are hunched over like Richard M. Nixon until they extend their long necks, accordion-like, to spear an anchovy.

10″ x 7″ watercolor, pen on paper = $90

 

 

 

daily painting | sunol thistle

I totally forgot to post a painting yesterday. Brain occupied with scary health news in my family. I took a closeup photo of a lovely thistle in a field in remote sunol while with the team of golden eagle nest observers (mom brought a bunny to the nestling!). The hills were a scattershot of bright colors. This is a very simple painting but I like its softness.

8″ x 6″ watercolor, pen on paper = $60