"Harbor Night" ©

A while back I traveled to the northern coast of Maine to paint the pink granite cliffs and emerald ocean.  While there I photographed this image, with the idea that someday it might make a painting.  Just for fun today I gave it a whirl and had a good time while the wind is howling outside.

Oil on Linen,  8" X 10" 

"Woolly" ©

This spring I have a couple of shows that are requesting some of my animal paintings. It's so much fun to paint fur and feathers I jumped on the chance. "Woolly" is another of the sheep I met last summer while painting in Maine. She lives a good life on an Organic farm for wool only.

Oil on canvas, 14" X 18"

"Who Me?" ©

If they could speak I think this lamb would have asked me if she was indeed who I was painting. You'll be pleased to know that wool is the reason for her being on the farm in Maine.

Oil on panel, 8" X 10"

"Darthia" ©

One of the many discoveries while painting in Maine was the Darthia Organic Farm. Folks buy into the farm before the growing season, $10. per month in advance for the right to collect all the bounty their family needs that the farm produces during the summer season. My eyes immediately zoomed in on the sheep glowing in the afternoon Maine sun. I named this sheep Darthia, after the farm.

Oil on panel, 8" X 10"

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"Private Drive" ©

Thru Facebook I was able to connect with a group of plein air painters centered in Acadia National Park. One day a couple of weeks ago I painted with the group at a private home on Mount Desert Island. After looking at dozens of little drives leading into the forest the chance to paint one with permission was a delight.

Oil on Panel, 9" X 12"

"Manana Island" ©

Painting on Monhegan Island has been a long time dream and my visit was coming to an end. The ferry back to Port Clyde was leaving in 15 minutes and I had to be on it. This image is of my painting looking at Manana Island from the south end of the Monhegan village just before packing up and dashing to the ferry. Artists thrive on the quiet Island, enjoying a very slow pace. I was told that in the past mail arriving via boat was the most excitement known to the locals. I had an deep sensation of peace and separation from the world wandering the Island trails. Returning soon was on my mind as the boat cut across the sea accompanied by Porpoise back to the mainland.