Two hundred things to get done before I leave, and I go and spend the day boulder hopping with my paint gear all over the Humboldt coast. It truly is a problem. I’m not looking to fix it or anything, but maybe find a nice support group… where they serve donuts and coffee… on the […]
Out from herSlumberEyes blinkingAt the newly minted greensOf a silver spring day The forest is fullOf dollarsBut she is hungryFor the fishThat used to swimUp the river TodayShe willStand still on the oldLogging road And even thoughThe whole earth shakesOn this dayShe will not be moved
Painted live last week at Cannifest. Definitely not plein air. Blank white canvas to finished piece in one session though, no time to overthink it. Finally got a good photo of it. This is the one that won the audience vote up there. Pretty stoked about that.
My favorite part of painting this one wasn’t painting at all. It was watching my home-schooled 13 year old daughter charging the waist high lefts out there all alone, figuring out the lineup, waiting for sets, eating it, making others, and just generally getting after it. Ok. Carry on…
