June 25, 2011

Essere Italiano

12 x 12, oil on canvas
This is another study from the workshop featuring the gorgeous turquoise shade of blue that Dreama often speaks about. And no, she isn't really my cousin. And if you must know, George Clooney isn't either. But I am Italian! Actually I'm sort of Italian. Kinda. Somewhat, that is. Well uh...more or less...

"be a singer
be a lover
pick the flower now before the chance is past
Be Italian, Be Italian!
live today as if it may become your last"
Fergie ("Nine")

June 22, 2011

cousin daisy

12 x 12, oil on canvas

I recently had the honor of painting for a few days with my Kentucky cousin Dreama Tolle Perry (she would tell you that "our people" hail from Italy). In addition to painting, we share a love of writing, reading Deepak and Dwayne, keeping up with our kissing cousins George and Johnny... and did I mention all things Eeeeetaly? I would recommend her workshops but because her calendar is already filling up for next year, I'll just say please save a space for me...

"We've had cloning in the south for years!
It's called cousins"
Robin Williams

June 5, 2011

perpetual mornings

10 x 12, oil on canvas

"To those whom elastic and vigorous thoughts
keep pace with the sun,
the day is a perpetual morning"
Henry David Thoreau

Henry D. had me at hello. I fell madly in love with him during my 17th summer, and his timeless words still "blow my mind off" (as my favorite little muse would say).
How could I keep from falling for a guy who savored all that is magical and ethereal about summer mornings, nature, and life?
"Perpetual Mornings" that last all day? Oh, YES PLEASE! Sign me up. I'll take mine with a cup of tea, a fresh bouquet and an inspirational read. Cheers to the extra hours of daylight that have f-i-n-a-l-l-y arrived in time for new discoveries, new paths, new insights. And cheers to all the Henry D.'s who inspire us to keep pace with the sun.

June 1, 2011

the color purple


9 x 12, oil on canvas


"The Infinite has written it's name on the heavens

in shining stars,

and on Earth in tender flowers."

Jean Paul Richter