My hooptie
My ride. My backpack. All rolled into one. I had such a great day painting, I think I’d like to talk about my bike. My ride (and it’s not a hooptie, no matter what my friend Toby says) works to carry my stuff around, but is rendered impractical by the sheer volume of traffic in …
What a difference a day makes!
A lousy photo of a decent painting of the schooner Mercantile. Yesterday I posted that I was unhappy with the design of my Mt. Battie painting, and hoped to fix it by playing with the light. (I was hoping I could break the rigid horizontal at the bottom by making the contrast with the water …
Day One at Camden Plein Air
Unfinished, Mt. Battie from Camden Harbor. Will either finish it or scrape it out tomorrow. The first day at Camden Plein Air dawned with great atmospherics—a light drizzle that had fizzled out by 10 AM. Threatened thunderstorms failed to materialize, and scudding clouds to the north over Mount Battie made for a constantly changeable sky. …
On the road again
Eco-Warrior 1: my new backpack for Camden Plein Air. I’ve been home in Rochester just long enough to scrub the tub, check the mail, and break my printer. This morning I’m en route back to Maine. Since this is a painting trip rather than a teaching one, I’ve got two passengers with me—my entire IT …
Kids, gather around and I’ll tell you about the Dark Age of Graphic Design
My watercolor graphic for the invitation. Yes, it dangles. It is meant to be a corner ornament. A long time ago and far, far away I worked as a graphic designer. One of my favorite tasks was choosing paper for print jobs. AJ Laux in Lockport and, later, XPedX’s retail store on South Avenue in …
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