3rd week in March

back to small. On account of the sprained knee i've decided to start painting on the floor. I've gone back to the small format and landscape. ah, the serenity of nature created by nature...

so what am i giving up for you and what are you giving up for me?

it's about time.

tackling 5'. 
4 years later.
guess it's finally time.
time is very relative.

sorry. i left my card at my sister's and the battery is dead and i don't know where the charger is.  whoops.

slowly but surely.

D&C 121:124-125...i think?
D&C 88:115 yay Michael.

r.i.p. clouds

the sun set
and the clouds have died
a false affinity borrowed
illusionary tide

it's time to go in
and turn on the light
to explore the within
and regain your new sight

Bells on Temple Square

 everything creative.  sorry, no cow bell

Crocker Art Museum

"If you could take a painting home which one would you take?"

the bunny sculpture.

It isn't currently featured.

March 4, 2011

there are worse things to fear than death. happy death day!

Strictly painting

scattered minutes here and there:

First attempt

second edit

current.

at the end of the night

additional

March 1, 2011

After the meter guy came by, who happened to have sparkly eyes and asked if I hid ex-boyfriends in a locker I was inspecting in my backyard near the meter, I realized it was a great day to do some work outside.  Unfortunately the work I produced was a lovely organic cut I was not planning to produce. Although, I should have known better. I don't cut straight lines.  I don't draw straight lines either.

But this post isn't a rant on my poor sawing skills.  This is a post about what I painted today.

Clouds. In continuance of my pre-tirement painting life.

Nevermind the glare.