I spent ten days back on Kauai at the end of March, plein air painting, photographing, and researching an ongoing art project.
I spent the week between Christmas and New Year’s in Los Angeles, California, painting a two-story beach path mural on a busy street corner in Santa Monica.
The greatest gift of a residency, to me, is the space it creates for complete dedication to a single idea.
Rothko’s soft-edged color field abstracts are what convinced me that I might like modern art.
The only thing better than muskrats is BABY MUSKRATS. Which I saw today on my return trip to Ridgefield National Wildlife Refuge.
Today was a studio day, working on inspiration from yesterday’s trip to the marshes and experimenting with drawing and layers of wax paper.