Sunday, February 22, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Monday, February 16, 2009
Prancing Shrimp (SOLD)
This painting is sold.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Friday, February 13, 2009
Rodeo Shrimp
One morning during my college years in Texas, (Professor Emeritus) Fred Klatt ate a Tic-Tac just before class. I was able to get close enough to hear him critiquing a drawing with a fellow student, ".......lines and arcs have definitive beginnings and definitive ends. On the other hand, scratches, like those you show me, just have the middle part."
Pen and marker sketches
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Shrimp#10 (SOLD)
I taped a piece of pre-gessoed linen to a piece of plywood. I will have to mount it on a board of some fashion in order to sell or display this painting. I have not done this before, I usually build my own frames and stretch my own canvas. Prepared linen is a luxury. The linen panels are wonderful. It makes duck canvas feel like painting on gravel.
Oil on linen 10"X20"
this painting is soldTuesday, February 10, 2009
The outdoor shower (SOLD)
Outdoor showers are wonderful things. I have one in my back yard with a nice rose growing up the side. Ouch! Some time in May I begin using it every day until it gets too cold. I would say that 95+% of the homes on the outer banks have outdoor shower's. Few are used more than mine. Mine also offers more privacy than this one.
Oil on linen 18"X18" (SOLD)
Oil on linen 18"X18" (SOLD)
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Kitty Hawk Village (SOLD)
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Nanny! Nanny! (SOLD)
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Monday, February 2, 2009
Marvin dies with a tit in his hand (SOLD)
Marvin Nygaard married Helen Nilson. Soon after they bought a farm just down the hill from Tabor Church. Tabor Church cemetery has a lot of headstones with names like Nilson, and Rickmo, and Nygaard. Like most of the farms in the area, Marvin had dairy cows. Everyday he would rise at 4:00 AM, and milk his cows. He would feed them, and he would eat something. Marvin would go to his "day" job in town. At the end of another day, he would return home and milk his cows for the final time that day, feed them, and finish the rest of his daily chores. He would go up to the house and eat. In the spring of the year Helen often spoke kind words and coached Marvin about fixing the broken gate that allowed the hogs into her newly planted garden. On other ocassions, Helen would go right down to the barn and offer spontaneous encouragement while Marvin was milking. Ancestors on the hill, upon overhearing Helen encourage Marvin on progressive farming practices, certainly rested in peace knowing their lineage was secure. One day Marvin didn't come up to the house. Helen found him hunched over behind a cow with udders full of milk. At the funeral someone commented on how straight Marvin had planted his fence posts.
Oil on linen panel 12"X16" Thanks for looking and I welcome comments.
This painting is SOLD
This painting is SOLD
Sunday, February 1, 2009
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