"On the Island" SOLD

"On the Island"

12 x 12in oil on museum quality panel

SOLD

Look how cute my little home away from home was at the Whidbey Island workshop! 

 It was STUFFED with art books of every shape, size and description...had an amazing coffee maker (see the red Nespresso) ...

Soft cotton sheets and cookies in the cookie jar..er at least there were cookies in that cookie jar 

(...sorry Cary!)

 Just next door was Cary Jurriaan's studio (my host for this workshop and amazing artist herself!) 

LOVE her collection of palettes!  

All kinds of artists from Robert Johnson to Carol Marine have left a colorful palette and signed it for Cary to hang in her studio. 

I was tickled to be added to the wall:)))

Just a few of the palettes!

From creamy, dreamy, hand spun yarn

to a ton of fun little tiles that reminded me of a certain black and white someone

Whidbey Island was a visual feast! 

(okay, I didn't just consume the cookies with my eyes...I snorkeled them down.  Good thing they only weigh luggage at the airport...just sayin')

And that all happened before the workshop began...

As the paintings started accumulating (and 5 days painting produced an amazing stack of work!)

Well, it just kept getting more and more amazing.

I nearly had to put my eyes on a diet from "over-eating"..;)

Is there a visual over-eaters anonymous 12 step program??

Just wonderin'.

Stay Tuned:

More to come on the Whidbey Island workshop and announcement of my monthly giveaway winners!!  

Eddie Bill Update

Workshops 2013 Schedule 

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"Love You to the Moon and Back"

"Love You to the Moon and Back"

8 x 8in oil on museum quality panel

$350

Wet sand

Frosted sea glass

Three day old sandwich and a glass of wine

Laughter with new friends

All by the light of the moon

Dogs kickin' up their heels

Crisp breeze blowin'

Hearts made warm

All by the light of the moon

So many treasures in this life we are given.

Shared laughter,

Gifts from the heart,

Memories made

All by the light of the moon.

A special thanks to Cathy, Laurie, and Pat for laughter, sea glass and yes,  three day old sandwiches that tasted amazing in the company of friends:)))

P.S.  This excursion was a surprise from the girls pictured above after the completion of my Westford, Mass. Workshop. 

  For those of you, who like me, may never even have heard of sea glass until this very moment---it is  glass that is  found on beaches that has been tumbled and smoothed by the waves, water and sand, creating smooth, frosted shards of glass in amazing delicate hues of color. 

My newly found sea glass sets in my window to catch the first rays of sunlight in the morning. 

It reminds me of

 ocean,

 good friends,

 and the beauty in things that have been worn smooth by the passage of time

(kind a like me 'n' you:))

Love you to the Moon and Back!

P.S.S.  A special piece of sea glass discovered by me will be sent with this painting.  It's only right to share the love....and the sea glass:)))

Escape to the beach in January with me--Marco Island, FL 3 Day Petite Pleasures Workshop.  To learn more, click here!

Here's a blog on sea glass that I thought you might like to have a peek at:))  Click here. Pin It

"Surf, Sun and Shrimp Coladas" SOLD

"Surf, Sun and Shrimp Coladas"

8 x 8in oil on museum quality panel

$350

Ed likes to make the point that there are always two sides to every story.  His and everyone else's. 

Apparently Eddie did what he always does at the beach. 

Played his rappin' cat tunes loudly, mocked everyone who passed by about their "muffin tops" and told anyone within earshot that  they had hair growing in all the wrong places (like he's got room to talk).

I think the final blow came  though  when he insisted he didn't need to go to the port-a-potty because the entire place was one giant litter box. 

Security was called and one attitudinal Eddie and one sunburned Phyllis were dropped  unceremoniously in my driveway.  Suffice it so say everyone's holiday was cut short.

Now I have to listen to all of his philosophzing about the great mysteries of life since he has been to the beach, like..."would the ocean be deeper if it didn't have sponges in it?" 

Thank goodness I have a workshop to teach this week.  Three whole "Ed free" days!

Please Note: This is No. 12 in the "Eddie and Phyllis Series". To view others in this collection, you may click here. Pin It

"Just Beachy" SOLD

 "Just Beachy"

8 x 8in oil on museum quality panel

$350

Beach Inspired Sonnet No. 54

Oh Sandy Beach Shack, how do I love thee?

I love thee to the heights of thy shabby shiekness 

(means I don't have to attempteth to keep you cleaneth)

I love thee to the depths of the sand that cozyeth up to your fronteth door

(means I'm just a stones throweth from the surfeth)

I love thee freely

(means I have talked someone into loaningeth me their beacheth shack)

I love thee purely

 (purely becauseth I am sure I was born in the tropics and switchedeth at birth)

I love thee with the passion put to use

( to get the hecketh out of dodge before the snoweth geteth to me)

I love thee with the breath, tears, smiles of all my life

And if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death

(but I intendeth to visiteth thee longeth before that happeneth.)

Please holdeth your applause for this master piece of poetry.  Just letteth it sink into your soul and imagine the sand. 

Between your toeths of course.

P.S.  I have been warning you if I don't escape the snow, I will not be held responsible for what happens on this blog.

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"The Great Escape" SOLD

"The Great Escape"

6 x 6in oil on museum quality panel

On Hold

While others were out running the roads and  working like dogs, I spent the day at the beach.  You don't have to hate me-- Eddie was there (which makes us even, no matter what you did today).  He spent a fair portion of the morning complaining about the fact that there are  dog beaches but no cat beaches and that the whole place looked like a litter box anyway. Pointing out the fact that when you're a cat, every beach looks like a litter box seemed pointless.  Besides, I had bigger things to worry about--Eddie wore Speedos.  With a large gold chain 'round his neck.  Like I said, no matter how you spent your day---I think we're even.

Gratitude Mission, Day 19: Thank a trailblazer

#30Thanks Day 19

I don't think trailblazer's think of themselves as that.  I think they see the world differently and it never occurs to them to do anything other than what they do and how they do it.  They do things that seem illogical, unsafe, and most of all--oft times untested.  And it seems as normal to them to lead their life this way as it is for others to take the well worn, time tested, safe path.  The beauty of the trailblazer is they do leave a path for others to follow--or if not to follow at least be inspired by! 

I personally would like to take a moment and  thank those trailblazers who took a chance, a few years back, on the world being round.  Without them, my life would be a lot different.  And crowded, I suspect. 

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