Open Spaces

Path leads to oak groves in the open space, full of ticks, rattlesnakes and mountain lions. We climb to a rock outcrop called Tiki God. Sitting up there on the upper ridge we watch an eagle and hawks soaring on updrafts. Spend hours up there as I have a pochade box now. jb

Moon Setting

Love to catch full moons, Where they rise and they fall. jb

Volcanic Activity

The central coast of California is formed from volcanic or earthquake activity. These moros are volcano plugs once under the now-eroded land at ancient sea level.

White Cliffs

Climbing the chalky cliffs in Montano de Oro State Park, down by the tide pools. I destroyed my knee/right leg in my office tripping over the dog's bed a week gone and really couldn't get very much further. I like the cropped version. jb

Four Trees

The last small glint of light before the fog enveloped the shoreline shone through a pause in the overhead dank. That one small ray of hope is what I chase. jb

Beach Pods

Love the colors and shapes of the pods of seaweed and kelp washed up on the beach. Painted these sitting on the beach just as they lay in the sand.
I have a Pochade box on order; I can paint efficiently on site. jb

Be Bold

No painting for days lately. Family visiting. Back in the studio, I forced myself to loosen up; get back to a basic set-up; practice some of the lessons from the Carol Marine seminar. This came together very easily this afternoon...I was thinking of that class all day. jb

On the Rocks

I leave my panels around the studio and I can't leave them alone. I look at them and in the course of a few days, I see one thing out of wack...rework just a little. Much Improved. jb

Those Hills

I am working on a series of hills and fields, trying to edit as much as possible and loosen up. These particular ones I try to capture in every kind of weather in every possible light. Just a calm exersize in stressful times...a parent in end-stage Alhizimer's, sometines all I can do is to paint those hills. Forgive me if ten versions pop up. jb

Across the Bay

Every morning we walk the dogs a mile or so to the beach along the point of Baywood Park. It curves around the bay and at the end, one faces a view across the bay that always vibrates to me no matter what the light. It is my morning meditation; I love to paint it.

I was working with a small round brush and felt easy about it... more importantly, I quit before I added to much, keeping some of the nuances of stroke, color, medium, random luck. jb

Green Fields

Anywhere you look from my house is open space. The hills are all gone gold now. No rain until late winter. The colors of California stun me into submission. I must paint. This painting just fell into place today...the sun was so brilliant I was insane with peace and pleasure. jb

Rocks

I worked on this for a very short amount of time...I think under an hour or maybe just and hour. I've painted this view several times because the weather is always different here, day by day, so I always get a new perspective. I like it. I'm painting another version in mixed media, so we'll compare the two. I'm working on getting e-bay up for this work...bear with me. jb

Nasturtium

I'm so far away from painting loose and free with oil. I get way too detail oriented. I mix and blend until there is only grey left to paint with. I'm posting what I'm working on, but I'm sure I'll rework them...again. jb