Please enjoy October’s newsletter – Changes.
Last Friday I traded out the work that I have displayed at the Palm Mountain Resort and Spa in Palm Springs ahead of our busy season. I took down the mixed media paintings and put up a series of oil paintings. For some reason my phone decided not to save one of the pictures. Oh well, all is not lost. One of the things I love about this Spahhhh is that the treatment rooms have names such as ‘Relax’, ‘Refresh’ and ‘Renew’.
One of the things that didn’t get on camera when I was taking photos of my Paint-the-night class was that earlier in the afternoon Rick (Rick Archer, President of Moreno Valley Cultural Arts Foundation and Vanguard Gallery) and I had hung up a 14-painting solo show on the left wall.
<Sigh> this is by far the first time that I have put up a solo show and promptly forgotten to take any photos of it. Senior moment!
Blissfully I was passing not far from the gallery on Monday morning and (seeing as I’m on the advisory committee and one of the tutors and I have a key to the gallery) stopped in to rectify this. The show will be up through August and there will be a reception on August 19th, 7-8pm. Rick should have the labels up by then! Actually many of these are available through my Etsy store at the moment (though it might take a little longer than promised to ship….).
Here are two of my biggest fans in some of their favorite clothes. 🙂
If you order a tshirt, shower curtain or pillows or something else from the Store on my website, let me know! I don’t get to find out who the ultimate recipient is unless you tell me.
This skyscape was painted from a friend’s photograph of a sunset across the Pacific Ocean. A bit of a departure for me as my usual sun-over-water paintings are sunrises. Most west coasters think only of the sun going down into the water – but I live on a small stretch of land where it not only comes up over the water, but at about a month around winter solstice appears to come up out of the water. (I just have to be weird.) And of course this had to be a weird size of stretcher bars I up-cycled from somewhere I can’t remember.
No, I have no idea why this painting has this name. Sometimes the names (like the poems) just fall out of the air, the cup, the end of the pen…..perhaps it’s because we all forget the beauty that can be in the sky even on the calmest day. This is one from my head, taken from an idea I saw may years ago coming out of Laguna Beach, CA – we came across the top of the hill and before us was Orange County drenched in fog.
That moment when the gray clouds shift to red…. and before they shift to orange, peach, yellow, white…. from one of the mornings when it’s awesome to sit on the swing with coffee and the camera.