Sunday, April 27, 2008
16" x 20"
Giclees available through Fine Art America (see link)
This is a portrait of my son holding my youngest grandson. We were on vacation on Sanibel Island and were at the beach not far from the fishing pier.
Thursday, April 24, 2008
16" x 20"
Giclees available on Fine Art America website. (See link)
I saw this fellow rowing his boat toward one of his crab pots on Tampa Bay not far from the shoreline of Safety Harbor. While most people row facing the stern of the boat, he faced forward.
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
16" x 20"
This is a portrait of my grandson showing off the first snook that he had ever caught. It was a beautiful day on Sanibel Island to do a little surf fishing.
Monday, April 21, 2008
Oil on canvas
11" x 14"
Original in private collection of artist.
Giclee available through Pedlar's Child gallery.
This past year I began to paint in oils again after spending several years devoting all my time to watercolors. I had forgotten how wonderful oils are to work with. I painted this in the space of one morning with a few changes added a few days later. I feel it is one of my better pieces.
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Gather Us In
16" x 20 "
This is a watercolor of an old black lady. I was inspired by a favorite song by Marty Haugen that I was listening to as I painted this portrait. I tried to capture the look of a woman who has been down a long hard road - one who has suffered many trials and tribulations. She is old now and close to that time when she will being going to her Maker.
Here are the words to the music I was listening to as I painted this painting - Gather Us In.
"Here in this place new light is streaming,
Now is the darkness vanished away,
See in this space our fears and our dreamings,
Brought here to you in the light of the day.
Gather us in -- the lost and forsaken,
Gather us in -- the blind and the lame,
Call to us now, and we shall awaken,
We shall arise at the sound of our name.
We are the young --our lives are a mystr'y,
We are the old -- who yearn for your face,
We have been sung throughout all of histr'y,
Called to be light to the whole human race.
Gather us in -- the rich and the haughty,
Gather us in -- the proud and the strong,
Give us a heart so meek and so lowly,
Give us the courage to enter the song.
Here we will take the wine and the water,
Here we will take the bread of new birth,
Here you shall call your sons and your daughters,
Call us anew to be salt for the earth.
Give us to drink the wine of compassion,
Give us to eat the bread that is you,
Nourish us well and teach us to fashion,
Lives that are holy and hearts that are true.
Not in the dark of buildings confining,
Not in some heaven -- light years away,
But here in this place the new light is shining,
Now is the kingdom, now is the day.
Gather us in and hold us forever,
Gather us in and make us your own,
Gather us in -- all peoples together,
Fire of love in our flesh and our bone.
18" x 24"
This painting is done from a photo I took of the Pacific Ocean waves rolling in off Pacifica, CA. It was winter and we were there for a funeral. The sky was overcast which fit our somber mood. The sea was magnificent - powerful - and awe-inspiring as the waves thundered in and swept onto the beach over and over.
Friday, April 18, 2008
Crossing Over Acrylic 16" x 20"
This is the first painting I did after my husband passed away. I had not planned on the figure in the front of the boat to resemble him, but while in the midst of painting, I realized that I had painted him. He always loved the sea and was a commercial fisherman when he was young. The boat is headed to safer waters away from the breakers and deep water beyond them. As I painted, all this became symbolic of my husband's journey from life into the peaceful waters of eternal life. I painted the figure rowing the boat golden - in my mind - Bill's guardian angel bringing him home to God. It is interesting how painting a subject - two men in a boat - can be such a catharsis in times of grief.
Original is in the private collection of the artist. Giclees are available at Fine Art America link.
10" x 20"
Giclees available through Pedlar's Child
Honeymoon Island is my favorite beach. It is a protected wildlife area and therefore left undeveloped for the most part. There are only four buildings on this beautiful stretch of beach.
Honeymoon Island, a barrier island, is now a State Park made up of 385 acres of pristine nature off the coast of Dunedin, Florida. The gulf side of the beach is about four miles long and has virgin slash pine and mangroves along St. Joseph Sound. The island is protected from development and only has four bathhouses along the beach – one of which is depicted in my painting of Honeymoon Island.
It was first inhabited by the Tocobagan Indians and was later populated by Spanish explorers, pirates, traders, and fishermen in the sixteenth century. Artifacts such as skeletal remains, pottery and chains have been found on the island.
In the 19th century, some attempts were made to homestead the island with little success until a hog farm was started on the island and it became known as Hog Island. In October 1921 a hurricane hit the island and split it in two with Hurricane Pass cutting between the north and south parts of the original island.
However, by the 1940's, the unattractive name was changed to Honeymoon Island, since it had become a popular destination for newlyweds. A businessman from New York by the name of Clinton Mosely Washburn had purchased the island in 1939.
He, together with Life Magazine, Newsreel, and the Clearwater Lions Club, began a contest for newlywed couples where the winners would spend their Honeymoon on the island. One hundred sixty-seven couples won a stay and came down to Honeymoon Isle. They stayed in one of the fifty thatched huts built on what was then the main beach area. World War II ended the honeymoons and the island was then used for a rest and recuperative retreat for factory workers.
Simon Greets the Day
16" x 20"
Original in collection of the artist.
This painting is part of my series of watercolor portraits of old people. This portrait was done from a photo taken while traveling in the Caribbean. I tried to capture the sunlight warming his skin as he pushed the curtain back to look outside early in the morning.
I named this old fellow 'Simon' after the Simon that was pressed into service to help Jesus carry the cross. Simon was reluctant initially, but obediently helped carry Our Lord's burden for a while. I believe we are all like Simon - called to carry burdens - whatever they might be - in service of others. Even though the weight of those burdens are heavy and age us, we can choose to greet the day with a smile and a twinkle in our eye.
Thursday, April 17, 2008
The French Beekeeper
Gouache on Watercolor paper
11" x 14"
Original in private collection.
This is a portrait of my great grandfather, Camille Pierre (C.P.) Dadant. He migrated with his mother and sisters at the age of 11 to the United States during the Civil War. His father, Charles, had come over a few months prior to C.P.'s arrival to build a little log cabin for his family to live in. Originally, they grew grapes, but found soon that beekeeping was more profitable in the area where they had settled along the banks of the Mississippi river.
C.P. and his father built a business specializing in beekeeping and beekeeping supplies that still exists today - five or six generations later.
This painting derives from a photo taken around 1910 as C.P. walked to work at the factory at the bottom of the hill. In the background is the Keokuk Lock and Dam. C.P. was one of the business men that was instrumental in moving to get the dam built across the Mississippi at this point.
16" x 20"
I painted this shortly after 9/11. The planes were still not flying and images of the buildings collapsing were still repeatedly filling the television. Feeling lost and frightened as to what was going to happen, I wandered down to the little local marina to try to make some sense out of it all. Already a local group of artist had taken the name, WAR (women artists something or other) and were painting violent images.
I chose, instead, to paint peace-filled images such as this painting of sailboats in a marina with a flag at half staff under a rather ominous sky. I wanted to show that the terrorist's attempts to destroy our country did not succeed. Our country and way of life prevailed despite the recent tragic events.
16" x 20"
Original is in a private collection. Giclees available.
There are many wee cracker houses in the little town in Florida where I live. Many have been torn down to make room for McMansions, but there are still a number of these wonderful little houses. I am trying to do paintings of them from time to time to preserve the history of what life was like. Recently, there has been an increased interest in tiny homes however. It is my hope that these little cracker houses will be recognized for the treasures that they are.
The term, 'cracker' is used locally to denote a person that is a native-born Floridian. It is not considered to be a derogatory term, but rather a term of great respect. Most of the population of Florida consists of people who moved here from other states. Crackers were born here and are proud of that fact. It is said the term originated from the sound of the cattle ranchers' whips crackin' as they moved their herds. I didn't realize that Florida actually has a lot of cattle. It isn't just all orange trees and beaches.
Nobody Knows the Trouble I've Seen
16" x 20"
Original has been sold. Giclees are available.
This watercolor is a portrait of an old lady who, at the time of the painting, was over one hundred years old. I found her face to be beautiful. I love to paint people of all ages but most particularly people whose faces show that they have been down a road or two and have survived times of trouble and sorry. She is a woman of great dignity and character.
Poling the Flats
16" x 20"
Original is in Private Collection. Giclee available.
The transparency of watercolor lends itself well to the light airy atmosphere of tropical settings. This fisherman is poling the flats off the coast of a Bahamian island. A few years ago I crewed on a yacht sailing from Providenciales in the Caicos Islands up through the Bahamian chain of out islands. In this painting I tried to capture the feel of the salt air, the ever-changing hues of blue in the out island waters. The people I met along the way were mostly poor and hard-working with a deep understanding of nature and the rhythms of the sea.
16" x 20"
Original has been sold.
I have always had an interest in birds of all kinds. There are many very beautiful white herons that live in the estuaries not far from my home. I tried to capture the essence of the moment as this bird perched watchfully waiting - serene - yet alert.