Orange Crush – the sequel

Orange Crush ~ the Sequel
6″ x 8″ oil on canvas

This is the next in my vintage bottle series…It was really fun to do. I was a bit afraid of the texture on the bottle, but it turned out to be easier than it looked. 
This one is the eighth painting in my 100 paintings series and is  up for bid on ebay right now
Click below to try your chance at winning this one:

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Pepsi Cola and New Wheels

Pepsi-Cola 6″ x 8″ oil on canvas
Hi Y’all…I’m having such a great day! I’m the proud owner of a new (to me) blue mountain bike! It’s amazing what makes your day:) But seriously, I haven’t had a bike in about fifteen years. What’s up with that!? I rode so far!! It’s nice to not have to just depend on my two feet anymore. It takes sooooooo…long to get anywhere by running. Now I can get to the store, the post office, friends’ houses…I don’t have to be just a lonely, house-bound painter…Yay! And to top it all off, as I was riding home, I looked into the clearing at a little creek where I like to sit for a break and a drink sometimes when I’m on a run, and there was a momma deer and her baby. The weren’t afraid and I sat and watched them for about ten minutes until they decided I was boring and walked away into the forest. So Cool! It made me feel so blessed to live in a place where I can experience something like that at any random time. Who needs Starbucks?!
Oh yeah, I’m a painter…that’s what this blog is about;)  My new ebay offering and practice pic is another old bottle we found in the dirt at the same old farmhouse as in the previous post. I guess they like Pepsi and Orange Crush. Lucky for me…now I just need a Coca-Cola and a 7-up bottle to finish up the series. I do have one more pop bottle to paint tomorrow. It’s really cool, and really old. I can’t wait to share it with you. 
Anyways, this one’s up on ebay right now…CHEAP…too cheap, but if you want it click below…Please! Lol!

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Orange Crush, vintage bottle still life

Orange Crush – 6″ x 8″ oil on canvas
About a week ago, I decided that I was going to ditch the photo references for a while and paint from life. It’s something I’ve never done consistently, and I know that it’s an imperative skill to learn, as it helps fill in the blanks for you when you are painting from photos. Photos lack depth, their range of values is short, and the colors are never true. 
So, this is an excercise. I’m not going to stop painting what I usually paint, but I’m going to try to fit in one of these little guys every day, as well.  My goal is “100 paintings in 100 days”. I’m going to try to post one every week day (I take weekends off to hang with my kids.) And they will be up for auction, starting at a very reasonable price.
A few years ago, we were living on an old farm from the fifties and my husband found this vintage bottle buried in the dirt. I thought it would make a great still life subject! And to make the play on words, I added the orange. I placed the bottle and orange on a piece of glass in my black covered shadow box to create the reflection…

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In the Shadow of Greatness


In the Shadow of Greatness ~ 6″ x 8″ original oil on canvas panel $60.00


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Someone forwarded this to me the other day. It made me smile, and it is so true.

Before I was a Mom I never learned the words to a lullaby.
I never thought about immunizations.
Before I was a Mom I had never been:
Puked on.
Pooped on.
Drooled on.
Chewed on.
Peed on.
I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts.
I slept all night.
I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple little grin.
I never sat up for hours watching a baby sleep.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn’t stop the hurt.
I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much.

I never knew I would love being a Mom

When I Grow Up


When I Grow Up ~ 6″ x 8″ original oil on canvas panel $60.00 CAN


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Here’s my new painting for tonight. When I scattered the blueberries on the table, they looked like they were following the plum…it reminded me of the Pied Piper…LOL! This one’s for sale on Ebay, you can click on the link below and it will take you straight to my auctions.
Gotta go work on my painting for tomorrow’s post before I fall down from exhaustion.
Goodnight all.

How to be an Artist


Three’s Company ~ 6″ x 8″ original oil on canvas panel $60.00 CAN


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Here’s the final tomato picture. It’s called “Three’s Company.” I really had fun painting these tomatoes. Still life is very new to me and I enjoyed actually being able to see what I was painting instead of trying to decipher what was in the photograph!
Here’s an inspirational blurb that I really love. It’s from a poster I have by SARK. It makes me smile and chuckle every time I read it.
HOW TO BE AN ARTIST

Stay loose. Learn to watch snails. Plant impossible gardens. Invite someone dangerous to tea. Make little signs that say yes and post them all over your house. Make friends with freedom and uncertainty. Look forward to dreams. Cry during movies. Swing as high as you can on a swingset, by moonlight. Cultivate moods. Refuse to be “responsible”. Do it for love. Take lots of naps. Give money away. Do it now, the money will follow. Believe in magic. Laugh a lot. Celebrate every gorgeous moment. Take moonbaths. Have wild imaginings, transformative dreams, and perfect calm. Draw on the walls. Read every day. Imagine yourself magic. Giggle with children. Listen to old people. Open up. Dive in. Be free. Bless yourself. Drive away fear. Play with everything. Entertain your inner child. You are innocent. Build a fort with blankets. Get wet. Hug trees. Write love letters.
~SARK~

Three’s A Crowd


Three’s a Crowd ~ 6″ x8″ original oil on canvas panel $60.00 CAN


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Here’s the next in my tomato trilogy.
I have no words of wisdom tonight. My bed is calling me.
Ciao.