June Everheart’s Splendid Summer Home. 20″x24″, oil on canvas. Sold.
As promised here is one of my larger pieces. These are fairly rare for me but I just felt like shaking it up a bit. June is the little lady there in the middle and you may recognize the lady with the kerchief to June’s left- the star of my Brownstones painting. This answers that question that has been keeping many of you up at night: where the heck the Brownstones lady was going with all those pastries, coffee and flowers. Now you know. It was June Everheart’s Splendid Summer Home, of course.
There is a lot of detail in this piece so to get a better view of all the nooks and crannies, please view the painting here in my etsy shop.
Miss Moon Was A Dog Governess. Lesson Eighteen: Nurture The Environment And You Will Never Be Hungry. Oil on canvas, 11×14″. Sold.
Only two more Miss Moon lessons to go before the series is complete- sniff sniff. I’ve been working on some larger pieces (non Miss Moon) so if you are in the market for something a little larger than my usual sizes please keep an eye on the shop this month. I can’t give a better estimated time of completion as I never know what twists and turns these paintings have in store for me. Stay warm everyone!
Miss Moon Was A Dog Governess. Lesson Seventeen: Present Yourself With Poise, Dignity, And Grace. A Good Walk Is Not A Race. 12″x14″, oil on canvas. Sold.
This is an appropriate lesson for Finnegan who is the biggest spaz on our walks. My mother would correctly point out that it’s because he was never trained properly. However, I’ve seen some King Charles Spaniels that have gone through rigorous training classes that are still naughty walkers. When Finnegan was a puppy, he would have something called ‘puppy terrors’. He would be trotting along quite fine then something would snap: too much green grass, too much sidewalk space, too much of a good smell and he would stop everything and run in a furious circle at top speed leaving me wrapped up like a mummy in his leash. I never knew that this behavior had a name until a woman who was walking a very calm golden retriever shouted out to me from across the street that he had a bad case of the ‘puppy terrors’. Even though Finnegan is no longer a puppy and the terrors have dwindled, he still pulls on his leash much more than necessary, stops short, and refuses to walk west.
Miss Moon Was A Dog Governess. Lesson Sixteen: Practice The Art Of Good Conversation; Listen More Than You Speak. Oil on canvas, 12″x14″. Sold.
We’ve all been here haven’t we? Stuck next to someone at a party who has a whole lot to say. Anyone have a good technique to get away from a non-stop talker? I sometimes practice the wine guzzle method so that I can get away under the guise of refreshing my glass. It’s a very flawed method though, as I inevitably end up stuck again in the same predicament and there’s only so many times that you can chug a glass of wine before you start to get a reputation.
The Monster In The Leaf Pile. Oil on canvas, 10″x12″. Sold.
I know. I’m totally overdue for a monster in a leaf pile painting. I feel for our main character though. She looks seriously concerned about what might be lurking in her pile of leaves. I almost painted the same lady that was in my ‘Houseguest’ painting but figured she had been through enough with that big lion ruining her good white sofa.
The only other thing that I will add is that this is my twist on American Gothic. Even included a rake.
Miss Moon Was A Dog Governess. Lesson Twelve: Make The Most Of Whatever The Weather May Bring. Oil on canvas, 11″x14″. Sold.
I had fun with this one. In fact, she may be my favourite Miss Moon for the moment. Perhaps it’s because she seems caught in an uncharacteristic moment of unbridled joy. I think she’s screaming, but John thinks she’s singing Christmas carols. We had a minor argument over it and I think I won.
Can anyone else only think of the amount of wet scarves, hats and mittens that she will have to contend with later on? I had flashbacks to elementary school- just after recess when you had to hang up wet snowsuits and mittens and the puddles they made- not to mention the musty smell of wet wool emanating from the cloakroom. Then there was always the feeling of dismay at the end of the school day when you had to put the damp hats and scarves back on to go home. I just wrote ‘cloakroom’ didn’t I? Do they even use that term anymore? I’m so out of date. I don’t own a cellular telephone, and I say ‘cloakroom’. Time to go watch ‘Little House On the Prairie’.
Miss Moon Was A Dog Governess. Lesson Ten: Sometimes Tricks Are Better Than Treats, oil on canvas, 10″x12″. Sold.
And speaking of Halloween….Shocktoberfest begins tomorrow. I think this has to be the forth or fifth year of it- possibly six? For those who are new to this blog and wondering what the heck Shocktoberfest is- well, it’s a time honored and ridiculously sad tradition that my husband has thrust upon me. Every evening that I don’t have something better to do during the month of October, I am subjected to watching a scary movie of his choosing. In his defense, he does censor his cinematic offerings for me and knows that my tolerance level barely goes beyond Walt Disney’s Sleepy Hollow. Shocktoberfest has also grown in recent years to include decorating the house in tasteful vintage Halloween ornaments (of my choosing), eating Halloween themed meals like ‘Ghoolish Goulash’ and consuming a bottle of red wine each night to drown out the nightmarish imagery so that I can sleep soundly.
Miss Moon Was A Dog Governess. Lesson Nine: With A Little Creativity, The Impossible Can Become Possible. 11″x14″. Sold.
I just wanted to take a moment and thank my supporters for the kind emails and comments. There was a fair resolution and I am pleased.
And continuing with the good news….My Miss Moon series is going to be turned into a French language children’s book! Miss Moon is about to become Mademoiselle Lune! I’m very excited about this and relieved that her name translates nicely as that could have been a disaster. So there will be plenty more lessons to be taught over the next six months as I rush to meet a deadline! This painting is a good representation of how I feel right now- particularly the little spotted dog with the orange helmet who’s really peddling his heart out.
At long last, another ‘Black Walnut Manor’ painting. We’re doing some time traveling here with this one because it depicts a young Hugo Westlake decked out in his little sailor suit with his mother Rosette. I’m not entirely certain of what they are doing but I think they are likely heading down to the pond to go for a ride in the red boat. Although, she looks pretty dressed up for sitting in a muddy boat, even if it is a red boat so perhaps they are just going to stand at the edge of the water and admire the boat. Clearly, I don’t know what I’m talking about so if anyone has a better guess, please share with me.
If you are unfamiliar with Black Walnut Manor, you can check out the other paintings from that series here. It’s a rambling and completely directionless story that involves a missing guinea pig, a mysterious fox, an ill-fated car ride and several troublesome teenagers.
Madame Zuella’s Magical Miniatures Pet Emporium. Oil on stretched canvas, 12″x16″. Sold.
This one came about after watching Bride of Frankenstein. It was the scene where Dr. Pretorius reveals his ‘experiments’ which are miniature people creations- ie, a queen, a king, an archbishop, a devil, a ballerina, and a mermaid that he keeps in little glass jars- creepy. You can see the clip here if you have never watched the film or if you are interested to see what miniature people might look like (it’s not scary). I wondered what would happen if you could shrink animals and how sad that would be because they would inevitably become like fashion accessories. There’s my deep thought for the day.
Mademoiselle Mink Breakfasts In Bed, oil on canvas, 11″x14″. Sold.
I’ve taken to calling Mademoiselle Mink ‘Slinky Mink’ because well, she’s a little slinky and sly. I am also envious of her ability to enjoy milk products- something that I sadly lack. And on another note, I thought I should mention that my lovely English nieces are arriving later this week and so the next few weeks will be chaotic. Throw in my mother-in-law who is arriving next week and I will likely have very little time to get any work done. However, I will still try my hardest to carve out some quality studio time in between beach trips and lactose-free ice cream binges.
So how about those magic miniatures- right? I know it got a little wacky and I’m very sorry to those of you who tried to snag one but couldn’t. There seemed to be quite the drama surrounding the event- including ‘cart stealing’. Technically not stealing I suppose- but apparently your order isn’t safe until paypal has taken the money- before that, what you had in your cart can be taken right back out of it and sold to someone else. Imagine that happening in real life….rude!
There will be more miniatures but not for a while. I threw my neck out while painting them. My whole body is made of thread or something- and when something is pulled the wrong way, everything spirals out of control. I had my neck bent at a funny position as I painted them (they’re too small for my easel) and so I just held them in my hand and well, I had a bad case of stiff granny neck for a week. Then, John and I went to see that ‘Pacific Rim’ movie- yes, the one with the giant robots that battle the giant alien sea monsters (I enjoy sea monsters) and there was something about the way the IMAX seats slanted back that really helped the granny neck. The fact that the entire theater smelled like a sweaty fourteen year old boy and the fact that I lost my hearing for two days was still worth it .
From alien sea monsters to cats that enjoy crepes. Daisy (my cat) eats Christmas cake whenever the opportunity presents itself. Therefore crepes with orange sauce is not that far fetched.
I’ve been working on some teeny tiny paintings lately and I’ve taken to calling them ‘Magic Miniatures’. They are little (palm of your hand little) and pretty quirky. I have so many ideas for paintings and quite often these ideas go nowhere. Either they don’t translate well- from brain to canvas or their stories aren’t really stories- rather only a sentence or a blurb. So I decided to see if they worked better on a tiny canvas and much to my surprise they did (I think). I have around fifteen on the go and the subjects range from kidnappings, ghosts, cats, teachers, and other odds and ends. If you are interested in acquiring a ‘magic miniature’ then please check my etsy shop on Wednesday July 10th at 4pm EST when I will be listing the lot of them. They are roughly 2.5 inches square and will likely be around $50 each.
For He’s A Jolly Good Fellow, oil on canvas. 10″x12″. Sold.
He looks a little surprised- you think? I think it’s definitely a surprise party and he’s well chuffed. I hope everyone is making the most out of summer. Of late, I’ve been working on the book like a mad woman and growing things in the garden like red roses and pink peonies. I’m slowly overcoming my fear of creepy crawlies- baby steps. Tomorrow is the ‘super moon’ and I’m looking forward to cracking open a bottle of ‘Noble One’ with John and enjoying the sight before we run inside and watch the last episode of Mad Men- weep. Aside from that I’ve been enjoying restaurant patios, gorging on fresh strawberries while watching films from the 70’s and early 80’s like ‘Klute’ and ‘Shoot The Moon‘, and trying to get my super white legs some sun as I don’t want to glow brighter than the super moon tomorrow night.