I painted this last night while my out-of-town company sat and talked to BB, PB and me. Since I was at home and not at the studio, I painted the entire thing with one of those tiny pocket palette boxes (Windsor Newton). I didn't have my proper brushes, either. And I couldn't get a fine enough line with the masking fluid for the lightning. Oh well, here it is. It's a storm over a barn in Baldwinsville, NY, where I had to run and run to try to escape the coming storm. I will NOW package and mail the mole to Mike, I hope. Today is BB's birthday and I have a poetry class tonight and the girls (my daughters) just left a little while ago, so it will be tight. But I will try!
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Impressive, Mary. My mom was an artist and worked mainly in oils...she sold quite a few landscapes and floral pictures...
I've tried, but never put in enough time to do it right. I think you have a special talent.
Thanks for sharing these!
You do keep busy!
Thanks so much Jacob!!!! It's so KIND of you say such nice things.
Maybe sometime you could post soem of your Mom's work!??
i really liked seeing the painting on the table, with the water jar, the paints... made me feel welcomed in! you are very brave; i admire how you put out your paintings even when you aren't fully satisfied. i try to do that with my poems too... it's the process that i love more than the product. but hopefully someone will find something along some part of it to love. i am totally in love with your work. xoxoxoox
Thank you so much Laura for all your very kind words! :-D
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