Coconut Soap And A Lemon Tree, oil on canvas, 11"x14". Sold.
Still Life With Olives And Vinegar, oil on canvas, 16"x20". Sold.
This is a larger painting (hence the price) of a Spanish inspired still-life with a jar of olives, cans of tuna and sardines (yum yum), and a bottle of balsamic vinegar. I love doing still-life pieces, although the term 'Still-Life' seems to send shivers down my spine thanks to too many still-life drawing classes when I was in grade nine. I swear my art teacher would troll garage sales and seek out the ugliest vases, fake fruit, and discarded dish cloths for the class to paint. I found myself too distracted by the mystery stains on everything to actually paint anything. I was also troubled by the fact that if the actual still life was unsightly, then what was the likelihood of the painting looking attractive?
Last night I had my mother-in-law over for a belated Canadian Thanksgiving. I decided to do the whole spread in hopes of impressing her- turkey, stuffing, gravy, carrots, yams....even though my experience with cooking meat, and doing fiddly things like gravy making is pretty much non-existent. I consider myself to be a Nigella-type cook (a little of this and a lot of that) and basically play around with recipes. Something told me that you can't really play around with gravy. This made me nervous. What also made me nervous was that my parents who usually do the whole Thanksgiving thing, were away on some lovely island off the coast of Vancouver and I felt badly phoning them to ask about gravy. So, I phoned my brother (who lives in Vancouver) and bothered him. He kept talking about ounces and grams and before I knew it, I was confused.
Then I remembered my mother had some badly battered copy of 'The Joy Of Cooking' in her recipe cupboard. Thank God! Sure, there are recipes for squirrel and various other rodents, but the pan gravy recipe was clear and concise, and with a little hand holding, I produced some darn good gravy. Well, at least that's what my husband and mother-in-law said. Maybe, they were just being nice....
I also fell in love with the look of this tattered book. I think I may have to paint it.
Abby The Academic, oil on canvas, 6"x8". Sold.
Wendy The Weathergirl, 6"x8", oil on canvas. Sold.
Stella's Hideaway, oil on canvas, 9"x12", Sold.
I'm not really sure as to why I called this painting 'Stella's Hideaway'. It just looked like the kind of place that a woman called Stella would inhabit with all of her brightly patterned fabrics. Some days I wish I had a hideaway (especially during Shocktoberfest)....maybe the shed in the garden would work?
The Sequined Clutch, oil on canvas, 12"x16".Sold.
There is something about this painting that makes me think of Elizabeth Taylor in 'BUtterfield 8'. What a great film. No other film made me want to drink gin martinis the way that film did.
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My husband has taken to calling what he once referred to as 'The Thirty Days of Halloween' to 'Shocktoberfest'. I'm surviving it- I think. I don't mind watching horror films every now and then, but for thirty days straight is a little much. I've had a few nightmares, and likely have put on an extra pound thanks to the wine I've been drinking to calm my nerves during the films. If I had to pick one of the better ones, I would say that a Spanish film called 'The Baby's Room' pretty much hits the 'Shocktoberfest' mark. It actually made me leap out of my chair and scream. It's one of the scenes where you think you seen something terrifying, in fact, you know you have, and can't believe what you just saw (because it's on the screen for a split second) and you don't want to reverse the film because you know you will never be the same. You know? And for anyone who's seen the film...it's the scene with the man/thing under the bed. Yikes!
Anyway, I would like to think that my husband isn't trying to terrify me, rather he's just trying to give me all the knowledge that I would need in case anything ranging from a serial killer to a giant squid monster were to come after me. I would like to think that I wouldn't run up the stairs (if we had them) and not out the door. I've also learned that it's the most unlikely of weapons that always saves the final girl in the end, like an apple press or a magnet.
The Orchard, oil on canvas,8"x8". Sold.
Astrid, oil on canvas, 9"x12". Sold.
I have a thing for painting 'uncommonly attractive' women. They're never quite typically beautiful (because that's boring), but interesting to look at. I think Astrid here fits into that profile.
I'm hoping to have a 'surprise original painting post' on etsy this Sunday, so please keep an eye out!
Ruffles And Ribbons, 9"x12", oil on canvas. Sold.
Catalina Cottage, oil on canvas, 12"x16". Sold.
Oops! I listed it on etsy last night then forgot to link it to my blog. I've been a space cadet all week- I think it's the shift in weather, or perhaps it's the impending sense of doom that I have thanks to my husband and his '30 Days of Halloween' starting tomorrow. I suppose I should explain that my husband is a Halloween junkie and he insists on imposing this ritual of scary movies every night until Halloween. Most of them aren't bad, and many are silly Dracula films from the 1960's, but still, it's a lot of nonsense to put up with.