Friday, May 4, 2012
#100
Lonesome Cemetery.
I like that here are some of these small family plots up on the ridge. I can't imagine it was too pleasant transporting bodies very far up in the hills a hundred years ago.
#99
This is a painting done on a Sunday morning watching the ice break on the main channel of the river. I liked how quirky it was and anytime I can do something different I am pleased.
I took it home and my dog threw up on it while it was still wet.
Not funny.
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
#85, #86, #87
I know this a little late, but things happen.
I did finish my streak of doing at least one painting 100 days in a row.
In fact I did a 108 days in a row.
Then my Godfather had a brain aneurysm and passed shortly there after.
I haven't painted outside since the beginning of March. I have been painting on some larger paintings.
But here are the rest of the 100.
These are three paintings of the river in March.
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