Thursday, April 23, 2009

"Cutie Pie"

acrylic on masonite
You can't fake a sunny personality (she's not at all camera shy). I envy people that can maintain their youthful characteristics through out their lives. Usually life has a way of tapping down the charisma you exuded as a child. I actually painting this image from black and white. I think painting "Aunt Tip " gave me the courage to try this one. I remember having great difficulty working like this in my previous attempts. I guess I've just gotten better at choosing color.
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Sunday, April 19, 2009

"Big Sister"

acrylic on masonite
I couldn't wait to paint this one. I just loved the way the light filtered through and around the little girl.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

"The Sleeper in Blue"

acrylic on masonite
The end of all great outings are followed by one or all kids asleep on or in something. This little darling is fast asleep on top of all of her stuffed animals inside of a prized Sea World push cart. I really enjoyed painting all of the colors in this one.
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Sunday, April 12, 2009

"Aunt Tip"

6"x 6"
acrylic on canvas
My aunt tip was the kind of woman that was always well put together. She was a “hair dresser” or at least that’s what she called it. I think her occupation is obvious when you view the care that was put into her hair in this painting. I remember when I first came across this image of her as a young lady. What a gem. I had really never thought that she, my Aunt Tip was ever a young lady, and wow how stunning she was. As I look back at her through adult eyes I can describe her as both a simple and complicated woman. Simple in the way she navigated through her world with very few material things. And complex in the fact that she did it so well without any projection of poverty. This was a very easy painting to paint from the drawing to the finish.

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

"Young Gentlemen"

5"x 7"
acrylic on hardboard
These two little boys had just sent a third in to ask one of their parents a question. This scene played out over and over again in my childhood, except I was always the person that was designated to go to the adult with the question, usually the question was one that had little chances of receiving a “Yes.” They’d always say something like, “You ask, they like you the most.” Then they’d fall behind and wait for me to return with the answer. This was an easy painting for me from start to finish. When I completed it, I couldn’t help but see the resemblance of some of the characters from the Ezra Jack Keats books I grew up reading. “The Snowy Day” was one of my favorites.