
10″x8″ pastel on sanded paper
“‘Cause a little bit of summer is what the whole year is all about.” -John Mayer
Last day of school is when summer starts in my book! Today is the beginning…

10″x8″ pastel on sanded paper
“‘Cause a little bit of summer is what the whole year is all about.” -John Mayer
Last day of school is when summer starts in my book! Today is the beginning…

If it were not for the mosquitos and the chiggers I might not ever come inside. To be surrounded by The setting sun, and chest high flowers is a wonderful thing to experience.

Photo by Dickie Hill

10″ x 8″ pastel on sanded paper
Beautiful thunder clouds across West Texas. I captured them from my shotgun studio.
Time is a funny thing. People have a way of discounting big blocks of time as unavailable. Much of my art is made in these blocks. I take full advantage of waiting time: waiting for appointments, planes, soccer teams to warm up before the game, and ballet classes to finish. Travel time is also a great time to create art, if you have a wonderful spouse (like I do) who not only prefers to drive, but also operates a motor coach as if it were on rails.
After the fires last week, I was so happy to drive through these clouds.

8″x10″ pastel on sanded paper
Ojitos Canyon is on the Continental Divide Trail. I painted this just after dawn.

10″x8″ pastel on sanded paper
With just a little rain the desert springs to life.
“Rain showers my spirit and waters my soul.”
-Emily Logan Decens

10″x8″ pastel on sanded paper
Plein air

8″ x 10″ pastel on sanded paper
“Some beautiful paths can’t be discovered without getting lost.” -Erol Oman
We are driving across West Texas today. The wildflowers have been delightful! I love all to imagine what is down all those side roads. And to further imagine what would, or could happen when we get off the beaten path whether it be the highway, or just the course we are heading.

My lap studio.

10″x8″ pastel on sanded paper
“I am going to try to pay attention to the spring. I am going to look around at all the flowers, and look up at the hectic trees. I am going to close my eyes and listen.” -Anne Lamott

12″ square pastel on sanded board
“The beautiful spring came; and when Nature resumes her loveliness, the human soul is apt to revive also.” -Harriet Ann Jacobs