Pet Portrait In Progress

Above is a view of my drawing table where I surround myself with different pictures and versions of my subject. I've been working on the pet portrait of this Doberman named Amanda for about a week now. Yes, this is what a week's worth of work looks like. As you can see, at this rate I make about 5 cents per hour. However, I wouldn't trade the way things are to return to the corporate world. As I work, my studio is open allowing the occasional bird to fly in and say hello, as well as hourly visits by Gracie. My favorite music plays in the background and I can wear anything I want or nothing at all. Just kidding there, I wanted to see if you were paying attention.

Currently I'm also working on a small painting of two cows and sketching many future paintings. I have been a bit behind on posting my sketchbook drawings as I've been more into working than blogging about it. It will all come out in the wash, it always does.

This past Friday, the world lost an extremely talented artist with a very unique vision, Scott Fertig. Scott was kind enough to send me words of encouragement in regards to my own cancer and my art while all along he was preparing to leave this world because of his. His work influenced me in a very important way. I always strive to bring more to my art than just a reproduction of a photo or the scene before me. When I studied his work suddenly I understood how to find what I was looking for all along. It all made sense. This piece in particular opened my eyes and without a doubt is brilliant. Thanks Scott and I hope there are big lazy dogs where you are too.

Amanda...or is it Gracie?

"Amanda"

pencil sketch in moleskine

It has been said that often the people represented in an artist's work often resemble the artist. Is this also true for the artist's dog? I am working on a commission of a lovely Doberman named "Amanda". She passed away last year but stays in the hearts of her humans and I am attempting to honor that. It seems my mind has other plans.

Anyway, I sit down and work out my thoughts on the piece in my sketchbook. As I sit sketching happily, Miss Gracie walks into the studio to check on me. I keep telling her I'm drawing another puppy and ask her for her opinion. I pick up my book to show her and at that instant I realize I've created a very nice sketch however, it looks an awful lot like Gracie! How did that happen? Gracie seems to like it though and goes back to watching birds. So, I went back and played with it some more, of course killing the freshness of the drawing and get a closer likeness to the Dobe. Damn you Gracie.

The drawing is not spot on but it does help me figure out some issues before I go to the good paper. Mistakes in a sketch are a good thing. It alerts me to my assumptions and reconnects me to my observations. We walk around in the world labeling everything in our minds. This habit blinds us to what is really there. Artists usually don't do that as much but when errors happen it is a clear sign we are labeling and not looking. You can understand better what I mean by trying this little trick. Pull out your favorite photo of yourself or a loved one. Look at it closely, close your eyes and picture it in your mind. Now turn it upside-down. Do the same thing. Now email me and tell me the differences in your observation.

The Freshman

"The Freshman"

20x30

oil on canvas

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Thoroughbreds bred for the racetrack are often turned out in a field after they are weaned until about two years old. They usually do not receive too much handling during this time as people are waiting to see how they mature. Generally they can be rough looking with oversized halters and wild manes and tales. However, an individual that knows horses can take one look at them and see who may have the potential to be athletic, based on conformation and even the look in their eye. You may be reading this thinking a snap judgment like that could be wrong. This is true but don't we all tend to do that with each other?

Sketches and Slobber

"Tuesday Afternoon"
sketch in moleskine

"Window Seat"

sketch in moleskine

Just some more looks into my sketchbook. Presently there are five more that I have not yet scanned in with two more added each week. I better get crackin'!

The one of Gracie looking out the car window made me laugh the entire time I did it. The original plan was to draw the horses in the field that I had driven a couple of miles to see. It was a rainy day and I thought I would entertain Gracie by taking her with since her daily walk would not take place. Obviously she had other plans. Often she will sit politely and look out the window and then just settle down to sleep in the car. Of course since I went out of my way to draw horses, she had to block my view and fill the car with her anxious cries and serious slobber. Was she thinking she wanted to go out there and chase that horse? If she was, she doesn't know I saved her from some very hard hooves.

Two future sketches will turn into paintings because they were so strong and I can't get them out of my head. You will see them in upcoming posts. Also to be shown is the finish of "The Freshman" and the start of a new pet portrait, "Amanda". I think they will be worth the wait.

Sketchbook Education

"Leftovers"
(Finns Point Lighthouse)
sketch in moleskine

"Positive and Negative"

sketch in moleskine

"When Rain Doesn't Matter"

sketch in moleskine

Often I'm asked how long I spend sketching and why do not all things in my sketchbook turn into paintings. The answer is both simple and complicated. So here's my best effort at an explanation.

I set out to do at least 2 sketches a week in my book and each takes about 45 minutes once I settle on a location and a composition. Sometimes I do more and sometimes less. I can tell you that when I do less my work suffers and I have a feeling of disconnect. My sketches are the medicine for the ills of my art or a vitamin that supplies what I'm not getting in my regular art diet.

That brings me to why not everything becomes a painting. Sketching is immediate. It requires my mind to quiet and to be very much in the moment. Without knowing it I often am getting an education in composition, value and use of line. If I spend enough time doing it, I no longer worry if a sketch will come out good or "ruin my book". The law of averages will make the book appear to be pleasing to the eye. Also, without trying I will work out stale compositions and come up with new ways of looking at things. I notice my studio work becomes more decisive and less timid the more time I spend with my moleskine.

Yes, this was what the professors in college tried to teach us. I had many sketchbooks then but never kept them faithfully. I was always just looking for the means to an end. It often felt like an hour I couldn't afford to spare. Now I feel as I cannot afford not to spend an hour connecting with my pencil. Again a sign I have grown up a little. The funny thing is, sketching is play. Maybe I've figured out how to be a child again? I believe it is something even better.

One last note, CORZINE WHAT ARE YOU THINKING CLOSING THE PARKS?

Art of the Day

"Tennis Ball or Dog Toy"
5x7
oil on canvas
SOLD

This is cool! Pardon the shameless self promotion (isn't that what a blog is about anyway?). My work has been chosen as the "Art of the Day" for EBSQ where I am a "Plus" member. What does that mean? I am not just a paying member but part of an elite group that were juried in to this popular online community for artists. The topic was "balls" and I guess this piece fit the bill. The painting is sold and now resides in England. Perhaps something you purchased will become the "Art of the Day"!

New Work New Show

"Penn Beach #3"

acrylic on canvas

9x12

Here is the third piece painted while sitting in my car, parked along the river at Penn Beach. Thank goodness for my Scion's plastic steering wheel, as the green paint that found its way there washed off easily. We won't discuss the fate of my clothing.

Friday April 11th at 6pm is the next opening at First Impressions Gallery in Salem, NJ. I will be there for a bit to meet and greet and hope to see you there. Six of my most recent paintings will be exhibited. I am told that the work there will all have a spring inspired theme.

Please contact me if you need directions of for more information.

Strange Relationship

"Oberlin"
graphite sketch in moleskine

"FT Elfsborg Road"

graphite sketch in Moleskine

"Aging Gracefully"

graphite sketch in Moleskine

I'm busy working in the studio on some new horse paintings and finishing up framing and one little plein air piece for the next First Impressions Gallery show. My next post will include details of that. I've noticed that I am behind on blog posts, so I thought I would show you some the sketches in my moleskine sketch book.

These sketches are a good indication of what is going on in my mind and life at the time. The above images are from a few weeks ago and I see that they are somewhat careful and polite. I have more sketches to post that are darker, bolder and more graphic. This doesn't mean that they are better than what I display here but rather they mimic my attitude.

I'm feeling bolder about my art. Somehow my vision is clearer. Only the work I do will prove that so I don't want to say much more. However, I notice a strange relationship building with my car. I do some of my best work in there. All of my sketches of late have been created in my car as well as another plein air piece that you have not seen as of yet. I'm starting to wonder if I should just keep my paints in there at all times as that is where they end up anyway.

Now I wonder, should I call it painting in plein air when it is done in an automobile?

Sunsets

Above:
"Sunset Stroll"
12x24
Oil on Board

Below:
"Sunset Supper
12x24
Oil on Board

I've been painting horses quite a bit lately. These two pieces will be shown for the first time at the next First Impressions exhibition in April. I have other paintings of horses I'm working on in the studio now.

For a long time it was difficult to use horses in my art as they were no longer a part of my daily life. I decided to find my peace with the subject in these paintings. The time of day and the relationships suggested in the pieces are my way of depicting my feelings. Many people use animals to express freedom or escape. For me, animals are a symbol of my human relationships worked out in my art.

Perhaps you've been included in one of my paintings and don't even know it.

Meet LeRoy

Hi everybody! Please welcome LeRoy to the world. LeRoy is new pup to be loved and trained by the great people at Canine Partners for Life. For the next year he will live in a loving home and enjoy all the things a good dog should. Then if he is able he will start school to see if he could be another great assistance dog for folks needing such a partner.

I am sharing this with you because I had the extreme honor of naming him. What is even more special is that I offered the name of my father. If you ever met my dad you would know that he would have gone crazy for this little guy and the idea of a service dog sharing his name. I can only hope that this pup can live up to such a name as "The King". Somehow I believe he will.

There will be more art to be posted later in the week. I'm so busy painting in the studio but I'm behind on photographing the work! Such a nice problem to have.

If you would like to volunteer and raise a potential service dog please contact Canine Partners for Life as they are always looking for happy homes to start their puppies. I can't think of a better way to give a little as well as get some love in return.

Another Car Painting

" Morning View by the River"
9x12
acrylic on canvas

Can we still call this a plein air painting when it was created in my little Scion XB? Yes, I did this one in my car too. A few weeks ago I did a sketch like this and I kept saying I wanted to go back and paint it. I chose to do it this week and what a joy it was. Sitting in my warm car with my favorite tunes playing and painting just seemed too good to be true. Mentally it is exhausting but when I'm done I feel like I've conquered the world. What draws me to this tree is that like so much else in Pennsville along Penn Beach, it is slanted from the wind. Everything along the water "bends" to the will of the winds off the Delaware River. Everything including me I think must bend. Also, I am so taken by that Delaware Memorial Bridge that I am always looking for ways to include it in my work. Maybe one day I'll do a dog with the bridge! That would incorporate all my talents! Wacky.

Speaking of dogs, the previous piece shown, "Good Stick, Good Dog" has been sold. I will be making note cards of the image too, so if you are interested in those please let me know.

I want to give a little shout out to my wonderful friends Denise Erickson and Deborah Lynam. The three of us spent the day together to see the Frida Kahlo exhibition and had an amazing time. During the private tour and after, we learned so much about Frida, ourselves and our art it was mind blowing. We slowed down and took in the images like they were nourishment for our souls. So much of today's culture insists on flashing pictures before your eyes with no time to savor them. This experience was completely different and reminded us that art, like fine food, should be taken in slowly and enjoyed to the point that each color and flavor is appreciated and understood. Thanks ladies for such a beautiful day that I will always remember.

Black Lab Drawing

"Good Stick Good Dog"
11"x14"
graphite on archival paper
SOLD

As promised, here is one of the pieces I've been working on. This is one of the Canine Partners for Life dogs. I couldn't resist showing a lab with a stick. Every lab I ever known takes great pleasure in a good stick. Miss Gracie could care less. She'd rather chew on another dog. I'm only kidding, well maybe just a little.

This piece is framed and ready is for sale. It will serve as an example of my pet portrait work until it finds a home. I will make note cards of this one as well for sale at my next vendor booth opportunity.

Have a great weekend. Enjoy a good stick.

Don't Look Back Or You'll Trip

"Morning at the River"

graphite sketch in moleskine

My previous post was about not looking ahead too much into the future. This entry is about not looking back. As I took my morning stroll through Riverview Beach Park I was thinking about how I used to run that path with relative ease and now walking feels like I'm carrying someone else on my back. Maybe that is exactly what I was doing by thinking that way. Could I be carrying the old me on my shoulders as I go? As I thought about what I used to be able to do I wasn't letting in the happiness of what I was doing right at that very moment. Just as I came to my senses I tripped (gracefully, wink-wink) and made quite the show for the dog behind the fence watching me. (I gave my partner Miss Gracie the day off.)

Yeah, I've mentioned before about living in the moment but golly (insert expletive here) it is tough. Sometimes it seems to be more fun to think and talk about what was or what could be. Basically I think it can be destructive but so tempting.

So if you see me in the park stumbling along tell me to straighten up and pay attention to now. Ha! Also, tie my shoe for me because it is just too hard to bend over and do it myself. Thanks.

I haven't forgotten about posting my new projects, I've just been too lazy to photograph them. I'll get on the ball I promise.

Change of Seasons

"View of Delaware City"
graphite sketch in moleskine

Just another sketch in my little moleskine book to share. I sat in my car at Fort Mott, on a chilly morning after our tiny snow and looked out across the river to Delaware City. It is funny to post this today because 10 days ago it was snowing and today it is 60 degrees. I'm all about spring! Winter can kiss my cold butt.

I remember sitting on the bench (right side of sketch) last summer wondering where I would be this summer. Well, this summer is almost here. Some things that I thought would happen didn't disappoint and other things never came to fruition. Isn't it always that way? You can plan all you want but the future always stays one step ahead. I'm trying to save my precious energy for the present. I'm trying.

Digging It

"Cloverside Farm"
graphite sketch in moleskine

I just have to say that I'm really grooving on sketching these Route 40 scenes in my moleskine journal. Each time I do it I feel like I've settled something in my mind. My vision seems to be gelling. Things just feel easier. Maybe it is the promise of spring or that I've been working far more regularly now but there is the great feeling of almost owning what I am looking at. I've had these moments before but lately they come more often and stay with me. Perhaps only other artists will understand this. Maybe everyone has these moments with their own efforts. It's so cool when things just make sense on their own without trying to make order of it all. Time to stop sniffing so much turpentine I think.

More posts from my sketchbook and plenty of new paintings in their infancy to share. Also, I plan to update the Soulful Studios website in the next month or two. Stay tuned.

Return to Old Haunts

"View from Route 40"
pencil sketch in moleskine

Lately I can be found sketching along the side of Route 40 at least once or twice a week. This view is one I've passed so many times in the past 10 years or so and it always makes me stop and stare. I have a thing for old farms off in the distance. Perhaps it is an interest in nostalgia and simple living. I'm a big fan of making things that you need and doing work with your hands. No, I'm not particularly handy or a "d-i-y" kind of lady but I greatly admire those that are and strive to develop those skills. The things I'm most proud of are those that I've created or fixed on my own and not items that I've purchased.

This old haunt is one of many that I've stayed away from for quite some time. Places that captured my heart in the past were connected with sorrow and disappointment and therefore I avoided them. Now I'm letting go and revisiting that which I once loved and finding new joy and meaning there. Once I thought I had to completely reinvent myself. Now I see I had it right all along, I just had to have the environment in which to thrive.

If you are patient enough, life always seems to come full circle.

Freshman

"Freshman"
20x30 oil on canvas
stages of the underpainting

Last week I took a trip to Coatesville to spend the day with a friend. She was kind enough to drive me around the area so that I could photograph some horses. We stopped at a field filled with young thoroughbreds that were probably to be weeded out for use on the track. This group was in their ugly years, probably about 2 and will be ready for saddling in the spring when their knees close. They were gangly, awkward and cocky. In my head I kept hearing the song "The Freshman" and the words in the chorus repeating "can't be held responsible".

There was no doubt I had to paint this gruesome group. I was intrigued by their wildness and naive look in their eyes. I think back to when glancing in the mirror my eyes shown of innocence. Sure, I'm by no means old but something is different in my gaze. I've mentioned this in blog posts before but it startles me every time I see it.

When did it happen? When did the world start looking different? When did I stop living without worrying about consequences? When did I grow up? Obviously it didn't happen overnight but recent events certainly sped up the process.

This isn't a bad thing and I'm thankful that I don't walk around in that stupid haze of youth. Yet, as I looked into the eyes of these silly equines I briefly longed to be there again. Thankfully, they started kicking and biting each other as youngsters will do and chaos ensued. Someone was going to get hurt. I snapped out of it, looked down to make sure I didn't trip on a twig, got in my XB, belted myself in and drove off.

Waste Not Want Not

"Gracie Sleeping"

5x7

acrylic on canvas

Last week I mentioned that I would share what I did with leftover paint. All too often when I squeeze out acrylic paint I have some untouched when I'm done for the day. Supplies are so expensive and the paint just screams to be used up. I've been known to put plastic wrap on it and freeze it to use later but on this particular day I wanted to play.

Long ago I textured a canvas with some stuff that looks like stucco but never got to use it for a painting. So with my little bumpy canvas and my 3 blobs of paint I looked at Gracie sleeping in her bed and started to throw some color on the canvas. That darn dog can be in her bed for hours and not move. Why is it that as soon as I start painting a picture of her she gets up? It never ever fails.

Nevertheless, this was so much fun. Due to a very unprofessional and inconsiderate model, I only had 7 minutes to create this little piece. Ok, I know it shows but what a feeling of energy it filled me with. No drawing time or thought about color or placement. It was like finger-painting when you were little. Remember that? It wasn't about the picture you were making but about the feeling of the paint on your hands being smeared on that slick paper. The stuff even smelled like fun, much like a new box of crayons.

This was a great lesson in loving the process over the product. Too often in life we are on a mission to complete something and forget to enjoy the doing. I hope if you try to have a little fun like I did your model will cooperate!

Spread A Little Love

"Mare and Foal" (private commission)
16x20

graphite on archival paper

What better day to post the finished pencil portrait of the mare and foal than Valentine's Day. Women love their horses and moms love their children. Ok, I admit I'm reaching here. That truly was meant to be humorous but the feel good intent was there. Honest it was.

In my opinion you shouldn't wait for a holiday to tell someone how you feel about them. It should be an every day event. (My valentine makes every day seem like Christmas but that's our little secret.) However, some folks are a bit shyer about expressing themselves so they need a little push. So, in the spirit of Valentine's Day, go out and spread a little love. Tell your friends and family that you are thinking of them. Make someone smile and you won't be able to help but smile yourself. Sweeten the moment with a little chocolate, it couldn't hurt!

Great Gallery Reception

Friday night was a blast. First Impressions Art Gallery in Salem was packed with art and art lovers from wall to wall. There was great art, wine, food, music and plenty of people enjoying a nice evening of culture. If you missed it make sure you don't miss the next one as the events get better each time.

Many of the artists were there to greet patrons and to answer questions. Just to name a few were Alex Alampi, Bobbie Berg, Michael Braun and Don Brewer. Do take a moment to check out their websites to see some interesting and beautiful work.

For me the evening was less about art and more about a psuedo graduation for me. For well over a year my friends and family had to watch me go through some difficult times. Friday night was a real chance for them to see me beyond happy and healthy. So many friends showed up just to lend their support and to congratulate me on all I've worked for I was really blown away.

Thank you everyone for your continued support and belief in me and my work. I couldn't do it without you.

More Uses For My Car

"Penn Beach at Noon"
9 x 12
acrylic on canvas

This is a "G" rated blog, so the other use for my Scion XB is a painting studio. Yup. You heard me. I ventured out with my painter's box to do a little plein air painting while looking out onto the Delaware River via Penn Beach.

Just as Mom taught me, I had my hat and gloves on braving the cold while trying to set up my tripod along the water. As I was about to bring the paints out, a little wave crested over the wall and splashed icy water in my face. Then the wind blew. At that point I decided two things. One, I believe that people who paint in conditions like this need to be put on medication. Two, I could not leave without painting, as it was on my schedule darn it, so I had to attempt a little art in my vehicle.

To say I was a little crammed in there with my supplies is an understatement. However, the heat blasting and the radio playing made it palatable. Surprisingly, despite the serious stiff shoulder I gave myself while wedged behind the wheel, I just about completed a nice little painting. The sky was blue and a weather front was approaching and I was determined to capture it with my brushes.

With 30 minutes left to complete the painting another wave hit and covered my windows with water. I couldn't see a thing. A big ship carrying automobiles passed and I knew the wake of that would bring even more moments like this, so I packed it up to finish at home. I set the timer and worked for less than an hour and signed my name. What a great day!

Next week I'll share with you what I did with the gobs of leftover paint I had on my palette. I am too cheap to throw it away. Also, stay tuned for the finish of the mare and foal portrait.

I'm off to get ready for the gallery reception tonight. Hope to see you there. Have a great weekend.

See Salem County - Art Reception

"Grant's Field"
graphite sketch in Moleskine

"Old New Castle After the Wake"
graphite sketch in Moleskine

One of my favorite things to do is to sketch images in my Moleskine book that are uniquely Salem County. What this area lacks in night life it makes up for in views that touch my soul. Whether you like farms, rivers and ships or misty marshes, it is all here. When I take the time to draw these things I feel like I am recording something that someday could be gone. Develpments creep in and things change. There is a quiet solitude here that settles and centers me. It is easy sometimes to forget that when I get busy.

So if you would like to see images of Salem County through the eyes of local artists, come to First Impressions Art Gallery this Friday, February 8th, located at 157 W. Broadway, Salem, NJ. Call 856-935-7070 for more information. The reception is from 6-9 and there will be live music and plenty of food and wine. How can you pass that up? I will be there as well as many of the other artists. My marsh paintings and the last bovine piece will be on display. The new work is up on the walls now and already one of my marsh pieces has been sold. So please come out and say hello. Get your marsh paintings now, get them while they are hot, get them while they are marshy! (Pardon me, I sort of lost it there.)

Anyway, the top image was drawn during a cold weekend morning while watching a hawk watch me. Grant Harris, of Cowtown Rodeo fame, has quite a few fields of rough stock that also have interesting and moody looking landscapes. They are always good inspiration for my sketches.

The second image was created yesterday while looking out across the Delaware River at Old New Castle. At least I think that's the town I'm looking at. A rather large cargo ship went by and I sketched and watched the water and reflections change as the wake swelled and passed. Water makes me think of my own life how it never looks the same. You can watch the river all day and minute by minute it is different. I rather enjoyed watching the water become still again and appear to be as blue as the sky. I am greatly appreciating stillness everywhere.

Graphite Portrait of Mare and Foal - Drawing Stage

Here's the progress on the equine portrait. Please pardon the dark and skewed photos. Things are moving along slowly but surely. The top photo was taken after about 40 hours of work on the project, including sketch time. The second photo was taken after a day of hard work at the drafting table. As you can see this requires some serious patience. We all know how good I am at being patient too. My cheek hurts from my tongue pressing so hard on it after that statement.

Well, I hear the Strathmore 500 Bristol calling me. That's the paper I use if you didn't catch that. Maybe I'll finish the mare's nose today! Patience is a virtue. At least I can work in my robe and fuzzy slippers. Are you jealous?

Thanks Kleo. Hugs.

Graphite Portrait of Mare and Foal - Sketch Stage

Once again I am making something out of nothing. Back during the end of summer I went out to take pictures of a mare and foal that were to be separated the very next day. Perhaps you remember my post with the photos taken while driving? These two were my reason for being out that day. The photos I came home with were less than I had hoped for but there was no turning back. I had to make this work and prayed that the art fairies would assist me.

The dilemma was that at this stage, mommy and baby were no longer really interested in each other yet, I had to create a pleasing image of the two of them for a portrait commission. I offered my client four options and this is the sketch that he chose.

The sketch is now on good archival paper and has about 25 hours worth of work invested into it. I will be posting images of the work in progress shortly. The finished horse portrait will be 16 x 20 on heavy archival paper.

I do believe the art fairies are lending a hand. Somehow when it counts they never let me down. I think they like the credit I give them.

The Bucket List

Gray Day Gulls
graphite sketch in moleskine

Sitting in my box of a car at the marina near Salem, I felt weary from the grayness of the day. My body still mending from all that it has been through seemed particulary angry and I couldn't get my mind off of it. I sketched the gulls that stared and me with what felt like menace. The bird in the center never took his eyes off my car. Perhaps he was planning the poop attack as punishment for my intrusion on his day. I just kept looking at him feeling cold and tired and wishing it was spring.

However, as I sketched I felt more in charge and somehow excited to add yet another page to my sketchbook. Each page seems like a little victory and one more thing to say I've seen and recorded. Sure these things don't seem huge in the grand scheme of things but to me they are. Though there are some places I'd like to say I've witnessed before my day comes but for the most part all I want is these little moments. Moments where I am really seeing things and feeling them are what I treasure most. They aren't always pleasant but usually they are. The best times include special people in my life. I'm not saying that I didn't appreciate my loved ones before but these days it feels different, perhaps more intense.

Don't get me wrong. I'm no saint. I bitch and moan like everyone else. The difference is that I know even those moments have purpose. They are calls to action or red flags for rest, if I'm paying attention. Those times are just part of living baby and living I am.

I feel lucky that I am experiencing life this way now. It didn't take me until I was 70 with only 6 months to live to do it. I don't need a "bucket list" to make up for lost time or to change my life. I'm crossing things off the list every day. Wow.

Pennsville at Sunset

"Pennsville at Sunset"

graphite sketch in moleskine

Sitting in my car, armed with my moleskine sketch book, I watched the sunset over the Delaware River. People walked their dogs on the beach while the gulls called overhead. It felt like I was at the shore in September trying to soak up the end of summer. Instead, it is January and I'm still in a t-shirt. I'm certain that global warming is bad but right now I'm not complaining. The evening colors of late have been spectacular. I haven't tried painting them because I don't think I could come close to their glory. You'll have to take my word for it or better yet, take 15 minutes and find a good spot to watch the sunset and see them for yourself.

I'd like to thank a regular reader, Sandy, for her kind comments about my blog and work. I'm not sure how and when she found me but I'm honored that she did and stayed.

Watching 2008

Red-Tailed Hawk
graphite sketch in moleskine book

For once I don't know what to write. Usually I sit here and the words just pour out. Not today.

I've been through so much in 2007. It was probably the longest year of my life. Despite a cold, 2008 started better than I could imagine. The evening was peaceful and warm and spent in the arms of someone very special. I had the knowledge that I was healthy as well as the loved ones in my life and that my work was selling. Comparing that to last year brings tears to my eyes. I get choked up so easily it is really embarrassing. Often I hide it with jokes and smiles but really most times I'm thinking about how far I've come and how darn lucky I am. It feels like I'm watching a movie about someone else. Only when I sit quietly do I really absorb that it is me.

It hasn't been easy and I'm still trying to rebuild the empire but I believe I'll get closer to my goal in 2008. My work gets stronger and grows in popularity. I'm fueled by a new passion and the desire to enjoy every moment. However, I still don't make too many plans. I take things as they come, savor them and watch the rest unfold.

I wish everyone a happy and healthy 2008.

Why Dogs Bite People

I think that says it all.

Merry Christmas from Gracie.

Pugalicious for Christmas

"Baxter"
8x10
graphite on paper

Pardon the title of this post. It rhymes doesn't it? Oh, humor me, ok! Maybe I should have titled it "Pug Alert" because you either love or hate these dogs. There is no in between.

This is a last minute Christmas commission. Not only was this piece created with a major time crunch but the photographs sent were the worst I've ever received. I'm not lying when I say I prayed for guidance the entire time I worked on the dog portrait. Maybe God likes pugs because I believe I had divine assistance in this one. Perhaps I will re-title this blog "Making Something Out of Nothing with God".

As I've said, this year I compare every holiday to that of last year. I clearly remember how I felt and looked last Christmas Eve. It wasn't good. This year, if I'm feeling ill it will be because of too much food and drink and that is likely to happen. I can't begin to tell you how choked up I get thinking about how sweet this year is. It is a feeling like no other. Bittersweet. Just the way I like my chocolate.

Santa, please bring me commissions with good photographs. That's all I want for Christmas. I have my two front teeth and so much more.

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays everyone! Enjoy!

Dog Portrait - Neptune

"Neptune"
11x14
oil on canvas
private commission

Another Christmas portrait under my belt. I wish I could be there to hear the comments of Neptune's "mommy" when she receives her gift. Much of the process for me is about getting to know the humans as much as my animal subjects. Sometimes it is difficult to get a feel for a piece without that contact. Hopefully this is where my years of experience come in being able to guess at what the recipient is looking for in a portrait.

I've blown my candles out on yet another birthday cake. Things were much different for me this year. My ice cream cake wasn't tainted with the flavor of chemo on my tongue and I could enjoy a few "toasts" on my special day. As the weeks march on, the experience of last year has less of a grip on me. I still make comparisons and get choked up about things that touch my heart but the ache and pain is fading. I'm also starting to think of things as what they will be instead of as what they were. More than that, I'm much more in the moment and just enjoying things as they are this very second. For instance, I'm listening to Gracie complain that she wants to go out in the yard instead of working in the studio. (She works very hard.) I'm not giving in though because we've played the "in and out" game now for an hour. Things like this used to annoy me and now they just make me laugh.

My Hairy Evening Gown

I bet that post title grabbed you now didn't it? The photo above was from the Canine Partners for Life Wine Auction. This was the wonderful group I had the honor to sit with. Janie and Jeff Cramer took good care of me all night, making sure I was introduced to everyone and comfortable. I felt so welcomed there. Thanks Janie and Jeff!

Yes, that's me in the bottom right corner with my special "necklace". One of the requirements of the evening was to show up with a creative dog collar in the place of a tie or necklace. I played it safe and went for rhinestones and an "L" charm. Others went all out and even had collars that lit up like Christmas trees. The folks that attended this event were my kind of people. Despite tuxedos and gowns, people went out of their way to have fun and celebrate a fabulous charity event. There was nothing stuffy about this affair.

So you are still wondering where the "hairy evening gown" comes in. Remember, this event was attended by those that train the service dogs and the recipients of these fabulous animals. There were dogs everywhere either learning or assisting. They too were all dressed up for the evening. I'm quite sure the dogs loved being in formal wear. Really, what dog wouldn't? My dress touched the floor and as I passed or petted the proper pooches, I collected "souvenirs" from them all. Janie brought with her a lovely yellow lab named "Butter" who was just beautiful. Butter slept under both of our chairs during dinner, which added to my hair collection. I was never so happy to be covered in dog hair in my life.

The evening began with a silent auction of awesome goodies and tons of wine and yummy food. I bid on so many things but won nothing. Next year will be a different story. I still dream of the reproduction Tiffany lamp that I didn't win. If I ever find the person who outbid me...

The evening closed with the live auction and dinner. I love to listen to an auctioneer. Every lot had a bidder and some went for over $7,000. The "Ripening Fruits" painting went for $2700 I believe. Not bad I think. I'm not quite sure as I was so nervous I could barely breathe. Its new home is in Jeff's office where he will be promoting Canine Partners to other physicians and making recommendation to patients. What a wonderful legacy for that piece.

I also want to thank Anita, Jennifer and Darlene for making me feel so welcome and important that night. I did a little speech that night that I totally flubbed but everyone loved it just the same.

As I get more photos I will post them. I cannot recommend attending this function enough. It was so much fun and for such a good cause. This is the only event of its kind where you know where your money is going and can see your donations at work. Food, wine, winnings, dogs and friends...it is worth every penny. Don't miss it next year.

Just a reminder, I still have prints for sale of "Ripening Fruits". You can contact me or buy them directly from Canine Partners. A portion of the proceeds will go to CPL. Every dollar counts because dog treats are expensive.

Finally, thank you all so much for your kind and caring thoughts on my Dandy.

A Tribute to Dandy

"Dandy"
9x12
oil study on canvas

A little over two years ago I set up my easel in a pasture where my handsome Dandy was grazing. It was my first time painting en plein air in well over a decade. What made me think I could capture this moving animal with my brush that hadn't been out of the safety of the studio? Sometimes I laugh at how I create nearly impossible situations for myself and wonder why I struggle. None the less, I did slap together this oil painting of my horse on a lovely day near the old tree that always interested me. I remember the day like it was yesterday. If I close my eyes I can still smell his warm breath on me when he came to check out what I was doing, only to quickly leave as there were no cookies in my hand for him. Dandy was all about a good cookie as any good horse is.

Soon after that day I found him a new home at Raise Your Dreams Farm. He became a therapy horse for all types of people in need of some equine inspiration. It was a hard decision for me because horses had been my life for so long and this horse owned my heart. However, I knew it was time for Dandy to move on and I couldn't be selfish.

Even though he now lived only 15 minutes from me I did not visit often as it was too painful. Dandy represented so many things to me, I just felt as I had to fully let go and could only do that by staying away. There wasn't a day that went by that I didn't wonder what my boy was doing. Each time I saw his mug on my profile picture I longed for him. Every horse catalogue that came in the mail was like a knife thrust into a healing wound. I watched my riding boots collect dust and my heart ached. Riding through the woods on Dandy's back made me feel like Pocahontus in a Disney flick. Yet, I knew I had to give him the opportunity to enjoy his senior years and that he was happy to have a new purpose in life. As a therapy horse he was needed and loved. He had a new life that he loved.

On Thanksgiving morning Dandy had to be put down. Though he was only in his early twenties he had a pretty interesting life. He was not one of those horses that just sat in someone's backyard as a lawn ornament. Dandy would have none of that as he didn't like to be bored and would find trouble if there was no work to be done. He served humans the best way he could nearly to the very end. We all should feel so needed and loved in our lives.

I thought I would share with you a little of his legacy. Jill, Dandy's adopted mother, sent me a lovely email about what he meant to her and her farm. Here's a piece of what she wrote:

"I miss his gentle spirit and his quiet reassurance. There were so many times that he saved me or my students. I cannot even begin to tell you how much he meant to me. Self-assured, gentle and a presence that left all in awe. I will never forget his legacy and his memories. Amanda letting go of the reins and flying!!!!! The alcoholic woman that felt there was no hope UNTIL she met Dandy!!!! The neglected and abused chunky woman that had legs shorter than her arms wanting to ride more than anything else. I knew Dandy would take care of her and he did. He took her on a gentle trail and she said, "I have never felt so free." Or the time the student slipped while getting on and landed underneath him. HE NEVER MOVED!!! How about the time when he got mad at me when he couldn't be ridden? He would pace back and forth and paw at the fence. The day he could be ridden he drug my student to the ring. Most recently, when he was in pain my students would stand in the field and feed him carrots (his favorite food in the whole world!!) they would walk away and he would try to follow, even though it was painful.

I don't know how I will tell Amanda that her beloved Dandy has gone to heaven. There will be a mourning like no other. She was the peanut butter and he was the jelly. They just went together like peas in a pod. I am sounding corny, but through my tears I can laugh, because he was the sweetest, most gentle and kindest horse ever and he made a gawky autistic girl fly. I am comforted in the fact that he is carting around the kids in heaven. He is flying around on hooves of gold with wings of thunder. "

If horses go to heaven (or people for that matter) I doubt they are prepared for the personality that is Dandy.

Neptune - A Dog Portrait

This is Neptune. He's a loving companion and loves to go hiking. The dog portrait is a gift to his "mom" Jeanette. I started this oil painting in washes of burnt sienna and burnt umber. This is purely just the foundation and a way for me to work out any drawing issues and to understand the form. I'm enjoying this piece very much because Neptune's expression is so joyous. All of the photos provided show this dog smiling.

It is Thanksgiving again. I can't believe 365 days ago I was wearing a scarf and wondering if I would be able to sit through the entire meal. Today I am working and getting ready to prepare some items for tomorrow's feast. Last year I considered wearing pajamas to dinner. This year I will wish I had pajamas for their elastic waist because I plan to eat everything in sight. Tomorrow I will relax and enjoy my family and friends like I never have before. There are plenty of things to be thankful for without a doubt. I wonder if a holiday will ever go by again without me feeling extra blessed.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE!

Salem County Resident #4

Salem County Resident #4
8 x 8
oil on canvas
$125

Last year I did three little paintings of some local bovines here in Salem County. I had a fourth started and then I became ill and did not finish it. Now that I am working again I am taking great pleasure in finishing things I started and cleaning up old business. The three cow paintings are now for sale at First Impressions Art Gallery. (Yes, that's me in the group photo of all the artists showing at the gallery.) The fourth, as seen above, is about to be framed to match the other three and is available for sale from my studio. Each is framed and is $125.00. My plan is to create small gift items like coasters and such from the images for my booth at next year's CPL Cow Bingo. I'm planning way ahead!

I'm getting very excited about CPL's Wine auction on December 1st. Janie, a wonderful volunteer for CPL was kind enough to come out to the studio and pick up "Ripening Fruits" for the special night. Gracie, Soulful Studios official greeter, was so happy to have visitors and took full advantage of the opportunity. We also decided to have some signed prints available at the auction as well. I think that is a great idea. $20 of the proceeds will go to CPL. It is a black tie affair however; everyone is supposed to spice up their attire with a fanciful dog collar. I have to get on the ball and make something special for the occasion. Gosh, I need a dress too. That may be my only piece of clothing without oil paint on it.

First Impressions Reception

It was a success without a doubt. Mary Wolfe, the owner of "First Impressions Art Gallery and Working Studio", really did a great job of creating an evening about art and community. The little old town of Salem never seemed so alive on a Friday night as it did on November 2nd. There was live music, food, wine and poetry reading. There was quite a crowd enjoying themselves and buying art as well. Some very special people showed up to support me and my art and I thank them. Also, quite a few pieces found a new home. Yes, those are red stickers that you see beside my art and those are a very good thing.

Now I am gearing up now for 2 new commissions I am starting. I'll post pictures of the dog portrait soon. Also, if you live in Salem County keep your eyes open as you might catch a glimpse of me sketching in town. I am going to start working on some pieces about Salem. I have great hopes for its revitalization as there are so many great folks putting hard work into bringing back its glory.

Just a quick note about November 2nd, the day of the gallery reception. This was the 1 year anniversary of my first chemotherapy treatment. It amazed me that in 365 days I not only beat cancer but I have a strong vision of great new things happening in my life. Sure there will be battles ahead but if I can do all that in 365 days, I can do anything.

Dog Portrait - Leo

"Leo"
8"x10"
graphite on paper

"Leo" is a graphite dog portrait that I just completed this weekend. It was so good to have the pencils in my hand again and working in the warmth of my studio. This piece was easy to do because the dog is so handsome and the photos provided were excellent.

Thank God (indeed) that I am getting back to feeling like my old self.
Actually, let's say I believe soon I will be feeling even better than my old self. Things are looking good and the timing couldn't be better because Soulful Studios is getting very busy. Pull out your calendar as there are some dates you might want to mark down.

This Friday, November 2nd, from 6-9 is the Grand Opening Reception for First Impressions Art Gallery and Working Studio in Salem, NJ. The address is 157 West Broadway, Salem, NJ. I will be there to meet and greet so I hope you can stop in. Mary Wolfe, the owner, is working very hard to bring the arts into Salem County, which is a project near and dear to my heart. She represents my work well and has sold quite a few pieces for me already. If you have any questions you can contact me or give her a call at 856-935-7070. I have to laugh because she used one of my images on her flyer and sold it within a few days after advertising. That's what I call a quick turn around.

December 1st, 2007 is the Annual Wine Auction for Canine Partners for Life. It is a black tie affair and the cost per ticket is $125. They will have some amazing lots for auction so check it out. My painting "Ripening Fruits" will be auctioned that night and I will be there as well to congratulate the winner. I believe the painting will go for quite a high dollar however, if you can't afford to bid on the original, I am offering 16x20 signed prints for sale at $85.00 plus shipping and handling.

Currently I am working on two commissions plus developing some ideas for more works for the gallery and an eBay store for my prints and note cards. Also, Mary Wolfe at First Impressions has asked me to hold drawing classes in the studio portion of the gallery. I am working on a project description so that I can offer pet portrait drawing classes. Let me know if you would like to join the class. Thank you everyone for your caring emails and concern. Please keep visiting as there will be more updates shortly.

The Fog

"Weary Soldiers"

pencil drawing in moleskine sketchbook

At 6:30 this morning I headed out to the park to catch a glimpse of the bridge. The fog was thick and I hoped to sketch it masked in the mist as the sun came up. Again, I plan and God laughs. It was completely hidden and even by 7:45 nothing had changed. The sun wasn't breaking through like it normally does.

Instead I chose not to lose this precious moment of being prepared to sketch so early in the morning. It has been a long time since I was able to do this so I wasn't going to waste it. The scene before me was the remains of the old burnt out dock a couple of yards out from the park. Behind it in the distance the lights from some buildings on the other side of the Delaware could be seen. Everything was painted in grey. I felt this was a good fit. I related. Maybe you do too.

So Joe Pulcinella blog tagged me a while back and asked me to share 8 things you might not know about me. Ok...

1. I love to bake. My cousin calls my cookie creations "Jewies Chewies". I've considered opening a little bakery many times.

2. I wore blue contacts in high school for a year. If you've seen me you can imagine how foolish that looked. It was like having blue christmas tree lights for eyes.

3. I have a strange memory. I see things in little moving pictures and can remember what color your socks wore when we met but not your name.

4. I love to dress up for Halloween. No, not your typical slutty nurse or anything like that but I like to be ghoulish and unrecognisable. I once dressed as a male dead soldier, complete with dead bugs flying out of my mouth. I went around the neighborhood and scared little kids to death and made one pee his pants. My own mother didn't know who I was. Perhaps I missed my calling doing movie special effects.

5. I rarely use my cell phone. If I'm not home I probably don't want to talk to you. I'm just not into technology that much.

6. I used to barrel race. It is a rodeo event for women. Nothing like a Jewish cowgirl to confuse everyone.

7. I worked at Disney World. I was on vaction with my mother and sister and someone came up to me and told me I had "the Disney image". Instead of taking a scholarship to art college I thought making $4.75 would be a better idea. I was wrong and quickly came home and went to school. I tried to get out of being an artist many times. This leads me to our last Lori factoid...

8. I studied to be an interpreter for the deaf. I left art school and began living in the deaf community for two years. As soon as I got good enough to do it as a career I went back to art school. Now I can't stop talking with my hands and neither hearing or deaf people understand me.

I know I'm supposed to tag others now but I won't. The other folks I know that blog wouldn't follow through so it isn't worth it. So I guess the blog stops here.