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

Locked Up

Unable to paint and yet drawn outside to the studio...so I cut up a painting and a scanned second and wove them together. Just passing time listening to some music.

Watercolor Canyon

I took a thumbnail sketch and a fast impression of walls of stone, blooming sedum, cactus, wild sage at the bottom of the canyon. Natural aroma therapy. I needed it. jb

Bottom of the Falls

Cool, dark, serene. jb

Haze

There is only smoke in the air allowing no difference between fog and haze. Everything is colorless and flat, diffused. jb

The Hedgerow

It's a dry hot hike up in the open space above town; the oak groves are cool and sweet. 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

The Beach

Coming up on the ocean after crossing the dunes is just magic...there is never NEVER anyone on the beach on the other side. We cross the bay in the Kayaks, hike the dunes and have it all to ourselves. For me, Heaven! jb

Another Cove

I walk to this cove, Spooner's Cove, quite a lot. The cobbles on the beach are soft, smooth, chalky stones in every pastel shade and some beautiful ochers and pinks. They are comforting to hold and roll about in the palm of your hand.