Tag: Art

I always seem to return to the human form. (Thanks, Sherry, for your years of hard work teaching me what the form actually looks like!) I watched this mother and son on the beach at Pinecrest Lake (in the Sierra) for half an hour one day. She was elegant. He was expressive. I was captivated.… Continue reading Long Day At The Lake

This is the first in a series of paintings honoring the days when Healdsburg was the “Buckle of the Prune Belt.” It’s from a photo of my Dad (right) and his friend from school days, Guerdon Miller, picking prunes in about 1985. My Dad liked farming but he hated picking prunes. I imagine they were… Continue reading Reluctant Pickers

Those of us who paint from photos are always thinking about how the painting becomes more than the photo. A master of this form was Norman Rockwell. Here are some examples of how he turned photos (staged and photographed at his direction) into paintings that tell a story in his own special way. In the… Continue reading Photos Into Paintings