
You may have noticed several paintings of boats lately. They are often moored, in shallows, or beached and stranded. Is this perhaps the pandemic’s grip on my psyche? I do not know. I only know that boats have my attention these days.
You may have noticed several paintings of boats lately. They are often moored, in shallows, or beached and stranded. Is this perhaps the pandemic’s grip on my psyche? I do not know. I only know that boats have my attention these days.
For these, I set my brush free.
The peachy hues of this painting are lost in digital translation.
Born in 1656 of Mohawk father and Algonquin mother in New York territory, Saint Kateri is our first native American saint. May she intercede for all native Americans and for our country. Happy Thanksgiving Day to all.
Can we imagine the many faces of Jesus in all our ethnicities?
Our first day of snows here, all day, in Chardon, OH…thoughts of curling up with chamomile.
Technical gliches have kept me from posting paintings for a few days; hopefully we are back in the swing of things.
If you are looking for unique gifts…paintings and notecards abound in my online store. Click on “Art Store” above. Thank you for considering. This card can be found on the first page of nine pages of artworks in my shop Paintgrace.