Saturday, November 22, 2008

A few more Paintings...some still wet

Just a few new ones before I head off to the framer and get back to my easel.

House in the Style of Hopper, 8"x8", oil on canvas, $145 SOLD
This wonderful building sits in the middle of all the construction around the museum. Every time I see pass by, it reminds me of so many of the homes that Edward Hopper painted. I just had to give it a try.

Square Barn, 12"x12", oil on canvas, $340
A lovely little square white barn, sitting in the middle of nowhere!


Garlic, 5"x7", oil on canvas, $115 SOLD
When I'm looking for new things to paint, I can always raid the refrigerator.

Garlic II, 6"x6", oil on canvas, $120 SOLD
The many colors of white...exaggerated!

Pears, 5"x7", oil on canvas, $115
Not your everyday green pear for me!

Jar of Capers, 5"x 5", oil on canvas, $90 SOLD
I saw this cute little jar of small Spanish capers in the refrigerator and couldn't resist painting them.


In the Kitchen, 14"x11", oil on canvas, $335
The things of everyday life.

Eastern Shore, 8"x10", oil on canvas, $195 SOLD
I love the combination of water, trees and swampland. It always provides great compositions.

The Basin III, 18"x14", oil on canvas, $550
Again, the combination of water, trees and swampland. This one's in the Carolinas.

Knotweed, 8"x8", oil on canvas, $145 SOLD
I saw this plant while painting at the botanical gardens. It tripled in size within a week. I wonder if it's name partly comes from the fact that it seems to grow like a weed and pop up everywhere? I was attracted by the brilliant pink color and the bamboo like stem.

Red Roses and Oranges, 12"x12", oil on canvas, $340 SOLD
One of my favorite color palettes...red and orange. What's not to like?

Rockin' Shadows, 9"x12", oil on canvas. $295 SOLD
I stepped out on the porch after breakfast and couldn't resist the wonderful shadows under the red rocker. I didn't know how hard all those shadows would be to capture!

Snow in Byrd Park, 6"x12", oil on canvas, $165
It doesn't snow as much in Virginia as it did up north. Whenever it does, I run outside. It must be the inner child in me.





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