Why not paint under a false name?
The gender disparity in art is terrible. So why don’t I paint under a nom de pinceau? Autumn Leaves, Beauchamp Point, is one of the non-nude paintings at the Rye Arts Center’s Censored and Poetic this month. Last month, when I wrote about the gender disparity in art, a reader asked me why I didn’t …
Helping Ukraine
We can all do what Americans and Canadians do best: send money. This painting has ceased to exist; it was a musing on the First Gulf War. Although I’m fairly ‘green’, I bought my Prius in 2005 primarily for geopolitical reasons. It had been only a few short years since 9/11. There was credible information …
Monday Morning Art School: that sinking feeling
Over time, the dark passages in an oil painting can grow hazy. In watercolors, the beautiful, jewel tone on the palette can look flat and dull after the paper dries. That’s ‘sinking’ color, and an ounce of prevention beats a pound of cure. Clear Morning on Bunker Hill, 24X36, $3985 framed. Oil painting: Sinking is …
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I’d rather be painting
We don’t control our legacy; we just do our best work and hope for the best. But, please, if you love me, don’t tell me you like my writing better than my painting. Pull up your Big Girl Panties, 6X8, is one of the paintings at Rye Arts Center this month. Next Thursday, I give …
Don’t look at the hill
My asthma is teaching me life lessons that are applicable to painting and any other heroic endeavor. Clary Hill Blueberry Barrens, full sheet watercolor, available. My asthma, which is usually quiet, has been kicking up since I had COVID. I find myself stopping to suck air as I climb Beech Hill in the morning. Beech …