Showing posts with label pastels. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pastels. Show all posts

Jul 20, 2010

Art Stories

Sorry for taking so long to add something new. It's been a busy summer and spring with the wedding in May.
Some of my work is showing at Rockbridge Regional Art Show and Bath County Art Show.
I have been working in the studio, but this piece I completed at home where I prefer to do my pastels. Exploring the story behind the art, looking at old and new photos and just having some fun with the medium is my new focus. This work will be the first of several I'll debute at the Lynchburg Fall Art Show expressing my art as a way to tell a story/capture history.
I used a museum book with rural photos from 50s-60s photographers and was compelled to capture this black and white image in pastel.
That's it for now.

Oct 4, 2009

Yellow Finch


Little yellow tufts bob up and down upon the windblown sunflowers that yield up tasty tidbits for hungry bills.

Aug 29, 2009

Plover's To and Fro


Determined, focused and alert
Plovers dart across sand and surf
Relentless in their pursuit
For daily rations of crustaceans
Feathered feeders dart to and fro
Artfully avoiding Neptune's grasp
Fervent searching renders up
A ready meal of sea appeal.

Forest Views

MORE VIEWS FROM AMANDA'S FOREST FARM HOME...

A Forest Farm

Can I tell you how fortunate I am to have met Jean, and then, Amanda, her daughter. Their friendship allows me to take a respite from the chaos once in a while to rest my eyes upon the views from their backyard and to play with pastels and cameras capturing the sights.

Beach Art


Wanted to make the colors the subject and use the rest to guide the eye. I am enjoying experimenting with pastels. However, I'll have to go back and do some oils afterwards.

Pamlico Sound

The morning light on Pamlico Sound at Hatteras is spectacularly golden and invites the artist and photographer to feast upon the sights.

Kolp's Landing

KOLP'S LANDING

When you sit on the weathered adirondacks,
Breathing in salt air, as sunlight dries the ocean swim
On your browning epidermis,
Pamlico Sound reveals her shoreline colors
Of beach heather and evergreens,
Alongside azure rippled green waters,
Reflecting the play of earth lights and clouds.
And lulls you with this melody of sights,
Into the stupor of peaceful relaxation
That you've been anxiously awaiting ,
Since you first began plotting
Your escape from reality
To Kolp's Landing.

Studies of the Pomegranate



These are a series of studies I did using the pomegranate.


Does My Memory Serve Me?

Is it the memory that serves me Or is it the other way ‘round…? For the greater part of those shades That falter in and out o...