Monday, November 30, 2009

Fog on the Mountain Study

Thanksgiving morning we climbed Mt. Talbert in the rain. It only takes about an hour. The mountain was completely engulfed in a cloud. Very poetic and very wet.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Thanksgiving-Rain in a Coastal Forest 2

For those families once whole with the living, my friend Maureen Doallas has written a poem. Republished with her permission;

Thanks Given (Poem)

Thanks Given

We were nine.
We were eight.
We are seven.

We were together.
We are apart.

We were mother and father,
five daughters,
two sons:

Together. One.


In Virginia and Florida,
New York and Tennessee,
in Georgia

We were a family.

We are a family
come together
with spirit,
with ghost

Eyes looking down,
looking up,
looking out

To a hillside in Arlington,
to a headstone in Venice:

Two to make
seven into nine.

Lips pressing thank yous
on shadows of air
breathed in breathed out

To save
for blessings
round tables


As one.

Copyright © 2009 Maureen E. Doallas. All Rights Reserved.

Monday, November 23, 2009

A Corner of the Park

I have a larger Steigerwald canvas in process but it is not coming together. After giving up for the day, I got involved with this little painting.

Friday, November 20, 2009

Steigerwald Study 1

Yesterday morning, just before the storm blew in, I was all over Steigerwald Lake National Wildlife Refuge. Even got a run in, camera in hand. The sky was wild and the cottonwoods were being stripped of their yellow leaves by the wind.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

November Leaves

Suddenly and unexpectedly I`ve been accepted into the Daily Painters group/website! I applied long ago when I was focused on small work. With my house for sale and a move hopefully imminent, this is a good time to return to that practice. Though I use a squeegee often, it`s mark is usually not so noticeable. Here the look seemed to suggest the ephemeral nature of late autumn so I kept it. It`s an inane title I know. Sometimes that chore just baffles me.

Thursday, November 5, 2009


I`ve never had enough red. Even landscape painters that take liberties with perception, like me, can`t get enough.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Camas Meadow

I can`t just stop painting even if I`m selling a house. That quickly became apparent. I managed to complete this last night. It`s of an odd meadow with stunted trees above Lacamas Creek.