Painted Shack

Sometimes it can be engaging to paint things not as they are, but as you'd like them to be. This pastel/watercolor painting is an example of my muse running wild. This old shack, sitting on the edge of town, takes on a new personality when rendered in bright colors. It seems peaceful in spite of the lovely colors. To paraphrase a line from a song in My Fair Lady, "all I want is a room somewhere." A room, a shack, my room, my shack. "Wouldn't it be loverly?" Thanks for tuning in. What would your shack look like?

Sailabration

This little watercolor painting I did as a thank you to some friends who are avid sailors. Here, on July 4th, fireworks are thrown up and away over the Elizabeth River. Many of the sailors in our area anchor out in the river to watch. Their boats actually become part of the scene in this spectacular event. I am so touched by any kind of patriotic event, I cry while cheering at a parade. When the military units march by, watch out!