Friday, November 27, 2009

Holiday Attire

14 x 20 Oil on Canvas

In this season of Thanksgiving, I am so thankful for the time to paint.  It has such a snowball affect...I paint and it makes me happy, then the painting gets happy and hopefully all who view them get happy and then when the viewers are happy (thank you everyone for those nice comments) it makes me even happier and the paintings get happier and so on and so on.  I just love those kind of snowballs...they make me warm and tingly all over. And these little dogs, with their cute little dresses, sitting on their cute little stools it makes me want to laugh.  Thankful Happy Days

Monday, November 23, 2009

Peeking Sophie

8 x 10 Oil on Canvas

I have heard other artist say they shy away from painting family members because it is hard not to  become to hyper sensitive to the painting. Worrying the end result will not capture the likeness of the family member, since you know them so well and see their faces everyday.  I took this picutre of my little sleeping muse who was in the chair next to me one day as I was writing a post for my blog.  She just looked so cute it was hard to resist.  So on I went and started my painting, I hated it, it didn't look like her. I now know what those artists were talking about. I put it away for several weeks until I worked up the munster to try to make it look like her.  I took another stab at it and am fairly happy with the result. You will see my little miniture model again, since they other day I caught her posing really cute again and just had to snap a picture. Ta ta till next time.

Monday, November 16, 2009

Sophisticated Slumber

10 x 20 Oil on Canvas

It is almost comical how my life keeps geting in the way of painting. Ugh! Last week it was something, this week it is another big something else.  I almost want to create a time sheet of where all my time goes, but that sounds way too much like work. Yucky...  But really, where does it go?  I'm not going to complain,  though today I saw a report on a TV morning show of the woman who got her faced chewed off by the chimp, remember that?  and when the reporter asked what the familly is hoping for when she  goes home, her brother replied , well we really hope she gets to the place where she can bathe herself, put her clothes on herself and feed herself so she can have some independence.  Boy that puts things into perspective, doesn't it? No more complaining.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009


9 x 12 Oil on Canvas

I recently attended a big conference and one of the really successful presentors told a story of her recent book triumph.  The success of her book was extremely satisfying to her because when she was young she was told she had absolutely no talent for writing and had shied away from it ever since. I can so relate!  I had a similar experience when I was in 7th grade and Mr. Saeger (See, I still vividly remember him) had turned my writing assignment blood red with his vicious red pen and brutal criticism of my prose.  I was deeply scarred....obviously for more decades than I want to admit.  But more recently, people have shared that they are enjoying reading my blog along with viewing my paintings.  Thank you to all that have shared their opinions with me, I really appreciate it. Maybe now I can put Mr. Saeger and his red pen in my mind's recyle bin and hit delete.

Monday, November 2, 2009

Sofa Sublime

12 x 12 Oil on Canvas

Okay so I know I said on one post that painting is like exercise, but now I want to add to that and say it is like golf.  If my mind is too active while I'm trying to hit the ball, bad news, I wiff it or it veers off  to the left or even sometimes right in the water.  When I started this yesterday, my mind was whirling. I am going on a trip on Wednesday so I was thinking about all the things I had to do before I leave, boy thinking just doesn't work when your trying to paint, it wasn't pretty. So I told myself, "self, stop stessing, it's not helping your painting."   It works out best if I just go in la la land and don't do any thinking at all. Perhaps I could even call it a zen state.  It sure is a good way to be totally present in the moment.

Saturday, October 31, 2009

In Progress

In Progress

Boo! this is a finished painting playing Halloween, see he is dressing up like an unfinished painting. I hope to be posting the finished verision tomorrow, but it is time to go trick or treating. I must stop myself from putting the first strokes of paint on because then I would want to keep going and going.  I made myself clean my desk today (or otherwise I would go cuckoo).  A cluttered desk in a cluttered mind, so I did not want my mind to be cluttered as I go about my painting. You know those signs that say I would rather be fishing (painting), that is definitly how I felt, but again I was almost ready to go cuckoo  Anyway... I came across a quote by Johann Wolfgang from 1749.  Interesting to think they had commitment issues back then.  It goes like this:  "Until one is committed, there is hesitancy, the chance to draw back, always ineffectiveness."  There is more to it, so I will fill you in tomorrow.  Happy Halloween

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Chicken Stoop

12 x 12 Oil on Canvas

I haven't commented about the commitment thing lately, so here is the latest.  Before I began this little 100 painting quest I so worried about it, fearing the worst,  like I would have to force myself to do it (oh how I hate to be told what to do, don't you?) and so I thought this terrible little voice in me would be constantly scolding me, cracking the whip, brow beating me to get my "work" done ~ au contraire ~  it is so not like that at all.  Instead of feeling pushed and forced to paint, I feel pulled and inspired to paint, even a little bummed if I don't get to it some days.  Someone once said , probably someone famous (I'm not good with names) "the way to get over fear is by taking action", it is so, so true.

Saturday, October 24, 2009

Pretty in Pink

12 x 12 Oil on Canvas 

Well this may be titled Pretty in Pink,but I feel quite green or is the saying I feel blue. I feel green because something decided to take up residence in my intestines this week. Painting usually does help for what ever is ailing me but it is no match for this, what ever this is, is it the dreaded swine flu?  Don't think so because they say that occurs in the upper respitory right? not in the southern hempispher.  Oh well hope it passes soon because I am still behind schedule.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Morning Light

12 x12 Oil on Canvas

Painting is like exercise for me.  Exercise makes me feel so wonderful, makes me feel more awake, more energetic, more peaceful, more accomplished and  whole bunch of other things that I'm not thinking of right now. I have such a better outlook on life when I do my daily exercise so, why on some days, do I not want to do it, that is just not logical. All these same ideas applies to when I paint, it makes me feel so wonderful, happy, in love with life, so why on sme days do I just not want to do it.  But just like exercise if I can just get started, I love it and all is right with the world once again.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009


11 x 14 Oil on Canvas

Have you figured out by now that I am focusing on Interior Landscapes or should they be called still-lifes. Not sure, and as my byline says A Look Inside-The Journey to find the creative in me, my subject matter is actually a look inside interiors. But background is Interior Design. Back in the day I received a degree in Interior Design and part of the reason I chose to go into Interior Design was because I appreciated all different styles and shapes that interiors come in. By going into the field, I would have the opportunity to work with them all.  So now by painting them I get to play with them again with the added bonus that I can move on quicker to the next style. It is great fun and satisfying to mix two things I love. I love in the scene above how rustic cabin meets style. I guess I would  suffer through it if someone wanted to bequeath me with this comfy cabin in the woods. P.S. I think I will probably sneak some critter paintings in every now and then.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Open Door

8x10 Oil on Canvas

 I'm having a little problem. I know I am a little behind on my goal so while I've been painting I've been hearing this little voice just chattering away  in my head, just a constant little annoying dialong "you better hurry up, your behind, you better hurry up, your behind, hurry up, hurry up"  and on and on it drones.  Well then of course the opposite occurs- my paintings are feeling very forced and then I'm not having very much fun and then I don't want to do it and then I'm worried is this the commitment phobic bearing her ugly little head? I'm not going to let her get the better of me, I did settle down the other day, I put on my classical music  that my husband just hates and went into the zone. It is the journey not the destination that matters anyway. Poor little commitment phobic girl I think she's met her match. Ha!

Friday, October 9, 2009

A New Diet

Picture in Progress

Did you know that painting is the latest diet fad?  Me either, who knew?  Yep, I stepped on the scale today and I'm down 4.8 pounds (love those digital scales).  So for reasons unknown to me, I have this time of day that I am compelled to paint, 3:00 p.m. It really feels like an uncontrolable pull to paint, it comes from inside me some where.  I've tried painting at different times of day and it just doesn't work out as good.  So what does this have to do with weight loss you ask? Well... in the past when 3:00 would roll around I wanted to have a snack and my desire was not for carrots and celery sticks; it was for something surgary and carby, i.e. a cookie or piece of chocolate.  Now I'm painting and when I get in the zone, food does not come to mind, isn't that cool?   The above painting is a fun one, almost done, but not quite.

Monday, October 5, 2009

Madame Chairperson

7 x 9 Oil on Canvas


As I was painting this painting I was wondering what had overcome me to paint another picture with stripes in the fabric, I thought I had learned my lesson when I painted "Tea Anyone", but the scene really resonated with me, I thought it looked very happy, warm and  welcoming.  Then it hit me.... it reminded me of a scene I see in my home many times a day with my dear little  muse, Sophie, sitting in the striped chair while her Mom paints.  I guess I should paint some of the little princess.

Sunday, September 27, 2009

Fall Sweaters

10 x 10 Oil on Canvas

"Dog" gone it, I'm behind. This is painting number five in my quest to paint 100. My start date was September 1st so by October 1st I should have at least 8 done, I'm not worried though, the 100 will get done.  When I started I was all worried about commiting to the commitment, well, silly me.   I've been asked why 100 paintings in a year as a goal, I've read and I've heard that when you do that much painting something magical happens with your painting abilities. I'm sure this is similiar to when you practice anything, you get better at it.  But I was also curious what would happen to me, my psyche. So I'm happy to report that there is more giddey-up in my step and more giddey-up in my go. Amazing what happens when I allowed myself to do the thing that I love to do. I'll let you know further developments in my psyche experiment, but as of now I highly recommend this commitment thing.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009


8 x 10 Oil of Canvas

Painting must really be on my mind.  As I was waking this morning I was having a really funny dream, my husband called it strange,weird and he thinks I'm totally wacked.  It goes like this:  I was at a birthday party at a really abundant person's house ( like the level of a Donald Trump) and after all the guests  gathered and it was time to open gifts the hostess of the party started saying how difficult good gifts are to come by (I didn't quite understand this since she could afford to buy any gift she wanted) she asks us all to take a handful of pine nuts and then she hands each one of us a ho ho on a beautiful napkin ( which I quickly tell myself not to eat because it will make me fat).  Next she hands everyone a canvas (it's not what your thinking).  She instructs everyone to grind the ho ho and the pine nuts and then glue them onto the canvas, she explains that when you're traveling you can use this as a dummy or decoy so people will think the masterpiece has been stolen, but the real canvas is safely rolled up and packed in your luggage.  The combination ho ho and pine nuts is to look like glue when the theif ripped off the painting.  I know it makes no sense, okay, maybe I am a little weird. Are there any dream experts in the group?

Monday, September 14, 2009

Then There Was Light

8 x 10 Oil on Canvas
You're really not going to believe what I just discovered.  For a long time I have had chronic back pain as a result of having twisted hips, you know those big paddle like bones.  Because of the twisted hip my back is all wacky-jawed, starting at the lower back and going all the way up to my neck and boy does it hurt. I have tried just about everything I could think of to eliminate this issue. I've done the chiropractor, major exercise to strenghten my core, arch support in my shoes, yogo stretches daily, lots of advil, accupuncture etc etc...Then

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Tea Anyone?

16 x 20 Oil on Canvas
So now I bought the book Julie & Julia and is quite funny and only 9 bucks at Costco. In the part I just read she is making Oeufs a la Bourguignonne which is red wine poached eggs on top of toast and sauteed in butter and wine, doesn't that sound delicious? She goes through almost a dozen eggs to get four or something like that... anyway as I am painting this painting yesterday I heard voices, you know those voices that are just so darn annoying.  They were saying, yes "they" ("they" travel in packs, packs of Gremlins)

Friday, September 11, 2009

My First Finished Painting

10 x 10 Oil on Canvas

1 done and 99 more to go, whew! just a few more...but one thing I discovered is that once I decided to do the 100 the selection process got way easier. I used to stew and ponder over what I was going to paint so worried that I may not like my subject matter, knowing that I am going to paint a million more took all the pressure of the selection process and the selection happened in a matter of minutes not hours. Let that be a lesson to my little commitment phobic self.

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

My First Day

So I am pretty excited about doing my paintings, which is a switch for me, because even though I love to paint I don't. Weird, I know... I thought it was something like having writers block but it is more like I'm saving my the dessert until after I've eaten my dinner or when I was little saving the new dress to wear to church on Sunday.  So anyway it's my first day and I have a painting started, but it takes me several days to finish a painting so I decided to paint over all my unloved paintings, the ones that sit in the corner that are so bad that make me feel bad. 

This was, oh, so liberting! It is akin to when you clean out your closet and get rid of all those clothes that are too small and reminds you that you are no longer that small and then you just feel bad about yourself. Anyway it felt so good and didn't take as long as I kept imagining.  Funny how those things work.

My little kitty Sophie always has to help with everything I do, so today she wanted to help paint over the ole' duds.  My deck now has permanent white Sophie paws

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Something New and Magical

I saw the movie Julie and Julia the other day and while watching the movie I thought to myself what could I do that would be a commitment similiar to what Julie choose to do. There was something about the daily doing of something that really appealed and spoke to me. It did not come to me that day but popped into my head while driving down the road several days later. It was plainer than the nose on my face, but sometimes things that should be so obvious to me just are not!

My commitment will be to paint 100 paintings in a year. I have always heard there is something magical about painting 100 paintings in a year, I don't quite know what the magic part is, but I'm excited to find out. The other magical part for me will be keeping the commitment, since I'm a bit of a commitment phobic, don't quite know why that is either but maybe this process will give some insight on that too. I'm excited and a little scared, scared of what ?not sure...