This is one of my watercolors from my one-peep show at the YMCA in Fayetteville, NY. I finally went to doctor yesterday, only to get stuck for about a gallon (seemed like) of blood. My life is still way stressful, but I am happy to say my husband has been very supportive.
By the way, I see this one as a tulip. See ya.
I’m way stressed now, and maybe sick, but I still have paintings to shot and show. This gorgeous lily will be one soon.
Haven’t sketched en plein air much with iPad. But I will
Gwen, her husband Phil, and their granddaughter Maya came into the city for some catching up, sketching and lunch. The plan was to walk down Nassau Street but we were all a bit taken aback by how ordinary it has become. While Gwen, Phil and Maya went into TJ Max’s (see what I mean by ordinary?) for some emergency sneakers, Benedicte, Shirley and I spotted an interesting sculpture in a space walled in by a variety of buildings.
The large sculpture is “Group Of Four Trees” created by Jean Dubuffet and I deemed it too complex to attempt so I concentrated on the older buildings just beyond it to the right. That’s what I’m drawing in the photo below but both Benedicte and Gwen were braver and did their versions. Benedicte even managed to also get the buildings in.
iPad; New Trent Arcadia stylus.
Apps Used: Sketch Club and ArtRage
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I just love the way he draws and humour
Hair falling out. Cut it myself. I love it. Can feel stubble on the top of my head. Yay!
that’s the kind of week we’re having. PTSD has my husband in its fearful grip again. He is smart and knew to go to Family Counseling and ask to be taken to CSEP at St. Joseph’s in Syracuse. The world is just too much with us.
So please be patient with me and I’ll be back to toss paintings in front of you. Sooner or later, someone’s going to ask how much? Lately I have been painting mostly quartersheets (11 x 15″) in watercolor and then mounting them on gallery wrap canvas. Needs no glass or heavy stuff. I waterproof them as well.
See ya
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A bill that would allow children with certain debilitating conditions to take marijuana oil while attending school has been passed by the New Jersey legislature and is headed to the desk of Gov. Christie.Only children who had been issued marijuana identification cards by the state Health Department would be eligible for the treatment. The Senate granted final approval Monday after the Assembly voted in favor of an identical bill.“We’re talking about some of the state’s most severely disabled students, some of whom suffer life-threatening seizures, and medical marijuana is the only thing that has helped ease their condition,” said Assembly Majority Leader Louis D. Greenwald (D., Camden), who sponsored the bill with Pamela Lampitt (D., Camden). In recent months, parents of students who suffer from seizure disorders have appealed school policies that prohibit the use of marijuana on school grounds even by children with marijuana IDs, according to…
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Watercolor on paper mounted on canvas. Sixteen by twenty. $250
McCobb’s studio. Watercolor on paper mounted on canvas.
Well written.
This is one of the paintings at the YWCA in my, ahem, show. I will be offering prints, but haven’t decided who to use. Redbubble, Cafépress. There are so many. Any suggestions would be wonderful.
This is “feeder fodder for the birds,” which won me a finalist position in the Artist Magazine 2013 Annual contest. It is framed, watercolor, $500.
Copyright, as always mine.
If you happen to live near the Fayetteville YMCA, I just hung a bakers’ dozen of watercolors there.
And they are for sale at reasonable prices. Nice place, very nice people.
Sample. Most are 16 x 20 inches. Watercolor on paper mounted on canvas. This one’s called “Get yer mammo,” my annual nag. I am now six years clear of breast cancer.
Thanks to everyone reads me, even when I don’t make sense. M
the ant would not hold still, but I will paint it out tomorrow, or not. Rough goings around here, but I am almost ready for my one-person show at the Fayetteville, NY YMCA. July, August.
Good stuff to report
This ‘Community Build’ house will soon be home to three men from the Rescue Mission of Greater Syracuse.
The “Community Build” project in Syracuse to house three formerly homeless men is nearing completion.
Two months ago, a group of us from Upstate Medical University spent a day volunteering at the property, which was in pretty sad shape.
We went back Friday to do more work, and the house is looking more like a home. The three men are slated to move in by the end of July.
It’s an exciting transformation to behold. On our first visit in April, I wondered why anyone would bother to try to save the house from demolition.
Assorted volunteer groups have been helping contractors in many phases of the project. I’ll post another update this summer when the work is done.
Main room, with stairs leading to three bedrooms.
A view from the…
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Said well
Last week, this one. Tomorrow I will finish it, I swear.
it has been gray for days but I painted enough last week to make my feet swell. I love, love watercolor outside. Spray it with the hose, it mutates. Put some of the new Golden grounds (goo that stiffen so) to work too. My feet are still bluish from the staining pigments. So today, hmmmm… This one? Done, I think.
Fact-filled funny guy writes good
When we picked up our three play-for-just-the-cart-fee coupons at the Syracuse Golf Show back in March, KP, Tater and I decided to save Seven Oaks for last.
We all held the 18 designed by prominent architect Robert Trent Jones in high esteem. Tater had followed many rounds of The Post-Standard Amateur there when he covered golf as his beat for the big daily. KP and I had played there together back when I had been a member in …
… the 1990s, I told the guy behind the desk as I handed over my coupon and $25 as I signed in Thursday morning an hour in advance of our 10:30 a.m. tee time.
Fifteen years back, in my past life, when I lived just down the road in Morrisville, I had a family membership with my daughter Elisabeth’s mother Diane for the better part of that decade.
I hadn’t played…
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is golden?
Painting my way to two shows. Stay tuned. Things looking up
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Worldly Encounters.”
summertime, sung by Billie Holliday
worldly stuff happens all the time in here. Some say extra worldly.
One photo of the current WIP. Went at again with the hose and then waterproofed it.
my cure WIP one And two. First I painted bent over on the ground, propped it this way and that…..
I have not been sharing much of my actual life here. So here’s a summary. Trauma beyond trauma last August. I am trying to live that, live with that and him and heal into our thirty third year. Strange paintings have come out. I guess what I read is that I just have to let go with the watercolor and what’s left of my brain does the rest.
I would like to replace my roof. We have half what we need.
I don’t have a stove.
I have a lot of paint. So her goes hot in the sun marathon. Outside, barefoot, throwing it like I have it. My hair fell out so I cut it myself. still falling. still cutting.
Neither do mine, not my writing. good
– Jackson Pollock, 1912 – 1956, American, painter, abstract expressionist
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Pollock was introduced to the use of liquid paint in 1936 at an experimental workshop in New York City by the Mexican muralist David Alfaro Siqueiros. He later used paint pouring as one of several techniques on canvases of the early 1940s, such as Male and Female and Composition with Pouring I. After his move to Springs, he began painting with his canvases laid out on the studio floor, and he developed what was later called his “drip” technique.
He started using synthetic resin-based paints called alkyd enamels, which, at that time, was a novel medium. Pollock described this use of household paints, instead of artist’s paints, as “a natural growth out of a need”. He used hardened brushes, sticks, and even basting syringes as paint applicators. Pollock’s technique of pouring…
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Wonderful, delicate work
watercolor 5 x 7 5/2015
I painted this for Kim Eastwood of the KE Appaloosa Horse Ranch in Minnesota. Annteke Platinum aka Suki. She is one of 12 appaloosa horses on her ranch. If you would like to see the progression of the painting take this link to my Facebook page.
https://www.facebook.com/pages/White-Dog-Art/144972248885874?ref=hl
Hello, I am back. This goofy program called finnger paint just lets your hands roll over it.
I’ve been out of action by reason of a dead iPad and a fall.
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I fell the other day and it is starting to catch up with me. Good thing I see my pain specialist tomorrow. I get trigger point shots every six weeks wherever it hurts the most. I’m thinking hip, hip replacement soon. Oh well, I already have three new knees, one new shoulder and a part of my back replaced. What’s a little more titanium? Here’s one I gave to my pain clinic. New York Spine and Wellness in Dewitt, NY, by the way.
I may have forgotten to upload it. The old brain…
Today I have edited the drawing a bit. Not an easy job to paint the cat in your own lap. And, she (Harry) is black and white. I would love to know what you think.
My friend Mark Bialczak asks questions. I think I will too. thanks, Mark.
What do you like to write?
What do you draw?
Why do you blog?
Thank you
here in my lap: Catticus upside downiccus
iPad, Adonit Jot touch, finger
Brilliant. Not mine
i have just one thing to write this morning. Writing this blog and receiving feedback from everyone who reads this or follows me is sustaining and improving my life. Thank you to all of you. Now I’m going outside to paint.
Thank you
Wow.
Perfect. Wish I had written it. Our cats walk all over me all night, changing nap space, I guess. Sigh.
This not mine, but a powerful timely piece of writing
In tenth grade you say to your friend Katie, “Let’s be anorexic.” You are joking, but not really, and she’s looking straight at you and she says, “Okay.” Katie takes to it like a house on fire, but you are weak. You break and eat after dark with shaking fingers in the cold light of the refrigerator. Katie pares her daily intake down to an apple and a can of tuna until she decides she’s enjoying the tuna too much, and then she drinks the juice but leaves the meat. She cuts her lip on the can and it doesn’t heal and doesn’t heal. She drapes across your bed, staring at the ceiling, and works the cut with her tongue while you do homework. You watch her skeleton emerge like a time-lapse video of decay. One day she passes out on her way back from the lunch line and breaks her collarbone against the corner of a…
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Seemed appropriate today as I have a boob MRI. I survived breast cancer (2009) so far. 
This is a borrowed spine draped over an old leather jacket. I am drawing and photographing it for a logo. I wanted to see him/her lying facedown. Dromedary is the supervisor.
Painted outside today, warmly dressed. 
This not mine, K. Ryan Henisey. #TransLivesMatter
“I’m so exhausted,” Blake Brockington wrote before walking into traffic on Interstate 485 on March 23, 2015.
Blake was a handsome young man. He had been crowned homecoming king and had spoken about his trials and triumphs on the national stage. Blake was also transgender.
“When you’re a kid, parents always tell you sticks and stones may break your bones but names will never hurt you. To me that’s not true. Words hurt, and words turn up to threats and threats turn up to physical violence.” Taylor Alesana, like many transgender teens, was made to feel uncomfortable at school and in society. She spoke about it on her popular YouTube channel before taking her life on April 2, 2015, just days after Blake.
“When I was 14, I learned what transgender meant and cried of happiness. After 10 years of confusion I finally understood who I was. I immediately told…
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I love it when the wise and educated will inform us that eating fresh veggies will reduce the risk of cancer…duh!! That’s because everything else we eat that is filled with chemicals and man-made synthetics increases the risk of cancer! (Especially in the U.S.) We finally have some carrots coming up and we got these fun, colorful ones. Can’t wait to harvest them. Cool weather root vegetables are packed with the vitamins and nutrients that our bodies are needing and craving after a long winter without them. Just in case you were wondering.
This one is now up on Redbubble. You can have it printed on a pillow, notes, cards and more.
I have been really enjoying watching snow melt this year. What a winter we had. Thank you for reading my rants and raves. And thanks in advance if you buy anything. 🙂
I have finally managed to get one painting up on Redbubble. Please go look? And buy, thanks. This one is a watercolor titled “Red.” Original, huh? If I got it right you can by reproductions on lotsa stuff. Please let me know what I did wrong.
And I painted outside!
WIP
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