Day 16

The box is working well, but still needs to be painted inside...I must figure out how to add cloth to spice things up.

Now the Real Work Begins! Day 15

I built a rather crude shadow box and completed my first still life. It really feels like work now. I painted until my head hurt.

I now have a very comfortable set up to paint my small paintings, so I can leave my "real" paintings on the easel. I found a table top easel in a corner that I have not used in years, and almost tossed a few times. It fits nicely on my drawing board, and is close to the shadow box...very comfy! Now I must find a home for a crate of books that got displaced by the still life corner....

Oct 14, Fourteen Days, Fourteen Paintings

Roscoe was part of our family for about 20 years. He was tossed out of a moving car when he was a puppy, my husband lured him out of the woods and brought him home. He was always a gentleman, even when we introduced two collie pups to the family when he was an old man. This painting does not do him justice, but I will keep trying.

Instead of traveling this weekend I am going to spend some needed time in the studio, building a light box and organizing a space so I can begin to do still lifes. We will attempt to bike around the lake if it is not raining, and Sunday morning might be a great time to get outside with my paints!

Oct 13, Thirteen Days, Thirteen Paintings

It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood. I took the dogs for a walk yesterday, and took a photo of my neighbors house on the way home. Still struggling with those fall colors and being "loose".

Twelve Paintings, Twelve Days

As beautiful as Fall is, I have such a hard time even thinking of painting all those colors....they seem to be screaming at me. So I did a tiny bit of my neighborhood.

Eleven Days, Eleven Paintings

I just had to do it over. I like some parts better, but now the poor horses look like ponies. I started loving to draw from horses.

Ten Days, Ten Paintings

We biked a figure eight around Eagle Lake and Jordan Pond. This was the final view of Eagle Lake before we left the carriage trails to lunch in Bar Harbor.