learn how not to quit.

May 21, 2012

Wake Up Lonely Lemon

I read this about yellow:
Like the energy of a bright sunny day, yellow brings clarity and awareness. The shade of yellow determines its effect: Yellow-green can mean deceit, and creates a disoriented feeling. Orange-yellow imparts a sense of establishment. Clean light yellow clears the mind, making it active and alert.

So when the paint becomes as muddy as my thoughts, there is only one thing to do—paint a lemon.

May 16, 2012

A big deal little vase

Today is the 85th day of painting every day—May 31st will be “Day 100” (fingers crossed I make it). I never thought I would stick it out this long. I'll admit there are plenty of days that I do not feel up to the challenge and the paintings show it. The irony is now that I practice painting everyday, I no longer practice yoga. Life is about choices.

May 14, 2012

Chicken or Egg

So it may appear that I am slacking off. In fact, I have been painting everyday but not much worth looking at. Truth? I am just being a chicken.

May 09, 2012

Fresh Start

I have to remind myself that my goal is to paint everyday, not necessarily post everyday. In the past couple of days I have been wiping canvases clean, unable to see what is in front of me. So, today, I decided to have a fresh start by going back to the basics.

May 03, 2012

Shall We Dance

It was one of those rare times that the gallery was not overrun with visitors and there was plenty of room to view The Dancers by one of my favorite painters, Henri Matisse at SFMOMA.
(5 x 7", oil on gessoboard)

April 29, 2012


 “Give even an onion graciously.”
—Afgan proverb

Last night, I got home after 10 pm and realized I had not painted. I did not want to break my daily painting streak (67 days), so I did this humble onion. Then I stayed up till2 am watching Johnny Depp in Everlasting.

April 20, 2012

Apple from above

I think I am ready to move on from the fruit and vessel still life theme — ready for something meatier. Stay tuned.

April 18, 2012

Pear & OJ

I think of pears as green, but sometimes they are mostly yellow and I think of orange juice as orange, but like the pear it seems really yellow to me. I am constantly fighting my impulse to paint what I think instead of what I see.

April 16, 2012


I had to get to an early morning meeting. So, simple painting followed by a simple breakfast. Zoom, zoom.

April 12, 2012

Olive oil & Tomatoes

My dear friend brought this amazing olive oil to me from France. Extra fresh, extra virgin, extra delicious with tomatoes and salt.

April 08, 2012

Hot dog & a Bud

The only place I really enjoy a dog and a beer is at the ballpark — I’m more of a wine and hummus sort of gal.

April 06, 2012

Every day painting #45

 Just a little quick and dirty painting before heading over to watch my son Charlie at the UVa open football practice. Hoos!

April 05, 2012

Pear and Tangerine

I started with tulips but they got the best of me. Maybe I'll finish that tonight. Here is a pre-breakfast quickie.

April 03, 2012

Opening Day

Tomorrow is opening day for the MLB. Here is my tribute to the sport I love best and part of an essay from Bart Giamatti’s, A Great and Glorious Game: Baseball Writings of A. Bartlett Giamatti. This essay makes me weep!

“The Green Fields of the Mind”
It breaks your heart. It is designed to break your heart. The game begins in the spring, when everything else begins again, and it blossoms in the summer, filling the afternoons and evenings, and then as soon as the chill rains come, it stops and leaves you to face the fall alone. You count on it, rely on it to buffer the passage of time, to keep the memory of sunshine and high skies alive, and then just when the days are all twilight, when you need it most, it stops. . .

. . . Whatever the reason, it seemed to me that I was investing more and more in baseball, making the game do more of the work that keeps time fat and slow and lazy. I was counting on the game's deep patterns, three strikes, three outs, three times three innings, and its deepest impulse, to go out and back, to leave and to return home, to set the order of the day and to organize the daylight. . .

April 01, 2012

Granny Smith and Pansies

Today is my 40th day of painting-everyday. I never imagined I would stick with it. I decided to think of painting like I think of yoga. A practice. This new approach takes all the pressure off.

March 29, 2012

Painting Scissors

I thought it would be fun to paint these pretty spools of thread - and it was! But the scissors gave me fits.

March 27, 2012

More coffee please

Starting the day about an hour and a half earlier requires more coffee than my old routine. Empty cups become subjects.

March 24, 2012

Fits and Starts

I started this painting early in the day and after painting-interruptous ...

Well,  I started the day with so much resolve. “I am going to spend the whole day painting,” I told myself. By 9:30 am, my husband David was packing up the car to go to the UVa Football Open Practice in Northern Virginia. I deferred because of the threat of rain, and my big plans for a day in the studio. But then the Wahoo in me came forth, and I just couldn’t resist -- I just had to don the orange and blue and go see my Charlie (our youngest) in his Cavalier uniform. Rained the whole time - fabulous.

March 23, 2012

Friday Fish

Growing up, we always had tuna fish sandwiches for lunch and fish sticks or tuna casserole for dinner.

March 22, 2012

Breakfast painting

So, one of the hardest things about painting every day is figuring out what to paint. Keep in mind these are small painting that I try to get done before going to work each morning. Often I end up just painting my breakfast before eating it.

Birthday Wishes

Painting to celebrate my birthday. Today was day 30 of a painting-a-day practice. Stay tuned, I will post something every day -- like it or not.