Friday, July 31, 2009
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Sea Shell, Sea Shell,Sing me a song,
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
8x10 Acrylic painting on canvas board
Sunday, July 19, 2009
I loved the big billowing skirts and the and the huge smiles that the woman wear all night long while dancing in the hot humid air. This is a watercolor painting which hangs in my parents room along with a "Flamenco" and "Cuban" dancer paintings you see below.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
I love jellyfish, very calming and peaceful. Although I have been stung and that' not fun.
Watercolor Jellyfish Doodle
Vestida con mantos negros
Piensa que el mundo es chiquito
Y el corazón es inmenso...
Draped in black
She thinks that the world is small
and the heart is immense...
Watercolor on Arches coldpressed paper
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Anyone like to line dance? My mom is from Cuba and I have always enjoyed looking at pictures of Cuban girls dancing. This watercolor was done a couple of years ago by me to give to my mom. She hangs it above her bed along with a few other paintings I've done for her.
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Thursday, July 9, 2009
A friend of mine name George Ogan gave my husband and I a brilliant cactus garden that he created. Inspired by his work I decided to plant a little cactus garden for a friend of mine and I thought "what a cute painting this would make", and so WA-LA here it is.
"Succulent Party" 8x10 acrylic painting with varnish
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
I decided to do give my daughters classmates a gift for their 8th grade graduation, and I came up with this idea of taking their picture and painting a watercolor portrait of each of them. It went really well, and here are a few pictures for you to look at. Maybe I should try and sell something like this on Etsy. Hmmm. Food for thought.
5x7 watercolor portraits
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Saturday, July 4, 2009
Friday, July 3, 2009
At the Aquarium of the Pacific by Craig Erick Chaffin
I saw this poem on www.famouspoetsandpoems.com
I saw a brilliant angelfish whose tail
and fins shimmered yellow until it turned
and silver spread like an undercoat of fur
when stroked against the nap, across its scales.
Black as caviar and rimmed with gold,
its eyes, though flat as dimes, looked deep as wells.
The clownfish cruising by above the shells,
its idiotic smile painted bold,
passed disinterested as if it’d seen
it all before. Maybe. But I've heard
fish see only black-and-white,
so why this purple puffer and iridescent green
parrot fish-- and for whom? It's absurd
to credit chance. Either for us or for the light.