Over the Hill is...

This steep hill leads to some of the finest restaurants around Zihuatanejo. You do have to drive almost out of town to circle back to go over the hill. It is a hot day and nobody is climbing the hill. Of course, I can sit under the shade of a big tree and paint the hill from across the canal. There is also plenty of cold beer nearby to help the imagination. At night the area becomes a beehive of activity.

Today's class

This is one of the many water towers on the vineyard next to us in Napa. I teach a watercolor class on Friday morning to about 20 budding artists. So often I hear, "If I try this, I'll probably ruin my picture". Todays' exercise was to banish this timidity. I did a demo that included a sky, mountain, water tower, and front green. I then asked them to add details to their painting. Here are my quick details.

Winter Memories

I was looking at news photos of the latest snow storm in the Northeast and remember the discomfort of getting anywhere. This painting shows a person bundled against the elements and an uncertain path covered with snow. Many a time I navigated the white-out from a blizzard to get to school in Burlington, VT and, also, it was so cold. This scene has varying layers of value as the eye moves from the foreground to the fuzzy snowy distance.