The colours in this photo are off. Must retake. April 21st, 2012 Cox Reservation, Essex MA Oil on Canvas, 16 x 20 in (sold)
April 21st, 2012
Category: Plein Air 2012
Plein Air Painting 2012
April 17th, 2012
April 17th, 2012 (sold) This is a birch tree, and the funny light that comes in a clearing between two storms. Although I don’t like painting from photos, I was homesick for the lake (Lake of the Woods, Ontario, Canada) so I painted it.
April 14th, 2012
April 14th, 2012 Cox Reservation, Essex MA (sold) This is an imperfect photo of an imperfect painting.
Marsh Grass and Palm Sunday
Marsh Grass and Palm Sunday March 31st, 2012 Cox Reservation, Essex, MA Oil on Canvas, 10 x 12 in (sold) Once again, this photo does not do much for the painting. This is actually one of my favorites from this year – there are all sorts of notes and tones in the sky that this…
March 24th, 2012
Cox Reservation
Essex, MA
Oil on Canvas
16 x 20 in
March 17th, 2012
Cox Reservation
Essex, MA
Oil on Canvas
16 x 20 in
Cedar on a Hot Winter Day
Cedar on a Hot Winter Day March 12th 2012 Cox Reservation, Essex, MA Oil on Canvas, 16 x 20 in (sold) I was so distracted and worried about various things when I began this painting I was prepared to chalk it up to “Good Effort, Poor Result” pile even before starting, but I think it…
Snow Meets High Tide
Snow Meets High Tide Cox Reservation, Essex, MA Oil on Canvas, 11 x 14 in (sold) I need to re-take this photo with a better camera. When I started the painting, there were acres of snowy marshland in front of me – as I was finishing, there were almost none, just water, everywhere. The full…
March 7th, 2012
March 7th, 2012 Cox Reservation, Essex MA Oil on Canvas, 12 x 24 in (sold) Poor photo, sorry – This is the third time I attempted to paint this area / view. It is the thorn in my craw. The view is “backlit,” which is to say, thorugh out the day the light shines consistently…
February 28th, 2012
February 28th, 2012 Cox Reservation, Essex, MA Oil on Canvas, 12 x 16 in (sold) What’s funny about this one is that it didn’t occur to me until I had gotten home and seen Saturday’s painting that Tuesday’s was of basically the identical scene. There was this solemn grace in the stand and tangle of…