Maine’s state flower is not a flower August 31, 2017 Carol L. Douglas In which our heroine reveals her shocking ignorance about evergreen species of Maine, and vows to do better. I painted… Continue Reading →
The way to end all wars August 30, 2017 Carol L. Douglas Hitler and Churchill were both artists. Who would have won a painting throwdown? Mary’s First Speech, by Winston Churchill (courtesy… Continue Reading →
We Help Grandma August 29, 2017 Carol L. Douglas A children’s book I used to love now just ticks me off. The Country Bunny’s children were remarkably adept at… Continue Reading →
Why facts matter August 28, 2017 Carol L. Douglas What is an artist if not a truth teller? To tell the truth, you must understand what you are looking… Continue Reading →
Making choices August 25, 2017 Carol L. Douglas Every time you paint plein air you make choices. Frequently they turn out to be wrong. How do you deal… Continue Reading →
It all depends on where you’re coming from August 24, 2017 Carol L. Douglas The Jersey shore is hot, but I just remembered Big Boy tomatoes. Ah, bliss. Beach Haven, by Carol L. Douglas… Continue Reading →
Why sell your work? August 23, 2017 Carol L. Douglas Selling is not selling out. If nothing else, you can use the money to buy more paint. Keuka Lake, by… Continue Reading →
Self-defeating behavior? August 22, 2017 Carol L. Douglas Perhaps women make less money because we tend to take our careers less seriously than men do. American Eagle in… Continue Reading →
My tribe is a circus August 21, 2017 Carol L. Douglas Love more, forgive more, hug more, and say ‘I’m sorry’ more. Along Kiwassa Lake, by Carol L. Douglas Saturday threatened… Continue Reading →
I’m not able on my own August 18, 2017 Carol L. Douglas When the weather turns sour and your painting kit collapses, it helps to have friends. Dry Bones, by Carol L.… Continue Reading →