It has turned a bit cold. This is laughable if you live somewhere north. Cold here is daytime 50's, nighttime 40's (sometimes less!!). But it does make my unheated studio feel like I should store the eggs and cheese there. So I'm doing more indoor gouache.
And finishing up the painted gift boxes. I'm at the fun place where I'm swirling fine holed colored netting inside so little treasures can be hidden there. But the best part was the painting. I think it doesn't matter what I paint as long as I paint.
The need to paint (much more than draw) is as strong a current in me as the push of the Mississippi or the waves back home in the Pacific. In times of no paint.....my mind feels like Death Valley. Well, that is a bit strong.......but not by much. I paint in my dreams. Occasionally, I wake up with my fingers moving the "brush". Perhaps, once, I painted in caves.
Paint. Peace. Rolling waves. Water current. Caves.
The web pages of some very good artists.
- roger lee's sculpture
- professor art, reflections on life and the creative process
- mark adams
- somethings i think about- annell livingstone
- harry stooshinoff
- banner mountain textiles
- katherine treffinger
- cecilia levy
- andy feehan
- mallory arts
- andre fromont
- richard russell
- susan rudat
- michael rohde
- HJ bott
- made in mississippi
- lydia bodnar balahutrak
- tim glover
- kelly moran
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Well. Lots has transpired since I last posted. My mother died and thus endeth my monthly trips to California to look after her. She was 9...
I need to write again. This time about something that really matters. My mother is 2000 miles away, 90 in Feb, living alone, doing very we...
Sunday morning. Mother's day. Everyone sweet. J had a little pile of something on the counter for me where I would find it. My walle...
Just saw Olivia Newton John on the bbc Graham Norton show. I have to spout. He is so funny, do love him. But. Much comment on how great...
We have been lucky with rain this summer....the trees live! No taking it for granted though. Only have to look northward to see drought a...
I go see the eye doc this morning. I don't want to go. The eyes are not what they used to be, baby. Some five years ago I had an attac...
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- Gail Siptak
- I am living and painting in the little town of Houston. A far way from my San Francisco beginnings. I paint what I see of the human condition, be it human, animal or object. The glimmer of humor, pathos, and spirit in so much of what I see is the basis of what I paint.
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