It’s a great pleasure to tell you that two of my paintings were selected to be in the Carré d’Artistes gallery in Beruit, Lebanon.
My paintings have gone many places, including Japan and Taiwan but never to a gallery in Lebanon.
More exciting news coming soon.
It looks like I’m not adding anything to the canvas.
It’s going to the Carré d’Artistes gallery in Beruit.
It’s not nearly done.
If you follow me on Instagram you’ve seen some of these in the works. Chicken helped me paint some of them.
He loves to land on my paintbrushes when I’m painting. Then he likes to drop onto my palette where all the oil paints are mixed. It’s more like dive bombing.
One day he swiped his tail in cadmium orange. I had to catch him, no easy feat. And clean him with marseilles soap. I was worried he’d die of cadmium poisoning because a large gob was on his tongue from trying to clean his tail. Luckily he didn’t seemed bothered. He is a pest. But so much fun.
Want to see these paintings in person? They are coming soon Carré d’Artistes® gallery in Amsterdam.
Soon my paintings will be at the Carré d’Artistes® gallery in Amsterdam. These are a sneak peek of the first forty.
It’s a fun challenge to paint a new subject, a new city.
City reflections were my inspiration when I painted the Arno river many years ago, that seems like a different life, when I lived in Florence. Cats have nine lives, I wonder how many lives artists have. Every new subject feels like a new chapter.
I never imagined that I might paint Amsterdam, or exhibit there. It’s a blessing to work with such great people who believe in me and showcase my work in their galleries.
How do you get to show in all theses places? Paint, paint, paint. Be jealous of your time and creative space. Carve your own path through life.
Cave La Bourgogne– 10x15cm ink, watercolor, and collage on Bristol paper.
Dated and noted.
Will post anywhere in the world with the message of your choice.
An envelope and standard postal shipping is included in the price.
Colors on screen may vary from the material.
All postcards are 25 Euro.
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n 41 La Parisienne – 10x15cm, watercolor, collage, ink on Arches paper – 25 euro
This lady was waiting for her child to finish a class.
These postcards are like journal entries of my life in Paris. They are one of a kind, mixed media on Bristol paper, or archival watercolor paper.
All are dated and noted: Where I sketched it, which café or arrondissiment, which metro line.
I’ll send them anywhere in the world with the message of your choice. An envelope and standard postal shipping is included in the price.
All are 25 Euro. Payment by papal
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Counting your blessings is good but sometimes it’s a good idea to look at your accomplishments.
This painting is one of my all time favorites. I first showed it in 2012 at the Grand Marché d’art Contemporain at the Bastille. It went to a gallery in Honfleur and sold quickly.
I painted 66 large format oils of NYC. One I took to BHV, the chic department store on rue de Rivoli. Searching for the framing department I walked around with it under my arm. Some lady asked me, “C’est où qu’on trouve les affiches comment-ça?” Where can you find posters like that?
“I don’t know? I painted this.”
“Ah, bon?”
At the time I was painting in a fabulous atelier in Ivry-sur-Seine at La Fabrique des artistes. No heating, no hot water. Industrial, totally bohemian. I had a boiler to make tea and a microwave that I never hooked up. The boiler was good because that way I could wash my paint brushes without freezing my hands.
This has been a good year. Here are some numbers.
In August I began painting for Carré d’artistes Sedona gallery. At first I wasn’t sure if I wanted to paint desert landscapes. It didn’t seem to fit with the last nine years of urban landscapes. But painting the South West has been liberating, I am thrilled.
My technique has changed. Producing a massive amount of work, painting new scenes and the two months that I did not paint (from June to August when I painted the mannequins) are what boosted my technique.
If you haven’t seen my 15 second video tutorials yet, check out my instagram feed. See the links up on the right.
The first of the Sedona paintings.
I remember crossing the desert when the roads were dirt. Red dust rose in our station wagon’s wake. We kids played in the back of the station wagon. No seat belts. Every time we stopped I touched a cactus. They looked soft. I never learned.
