BIKER CHICK

You have to watch out for the bikes in Amsterdam. Automobile traffic is always something to be wary of, but bikes are silent, so you have to be super aware of your surroundings when walking in this particular city. It seems that pedestrians are the least important. Does this girl look like she is doing a wheelie? I need to fix that. This painting of Amsterdam is 16"h x 12" w.

CAROUSEL IN PARIS

We were trying to get to the Louvre and thought this building with the carousel in the back yard was it because of the color and the shape of the roof. We were wrong. We were about half a mile off. It was one of those days that started out cool, so I piled on a jacket and big boots, but after walking fast for a couple of blocks, it turned out to be hot. Every time we go to Europe, we go earlier and earlier in the season with the intention of avoiding heat, but it never works. It's always hot when we go! It never seems to daunt the Europeans though... they wear their pants and coats no matter how warm it is. I really can't complain though, we were lucky just to be there. Just a few hours later and the ash cloud would have gotten us. I don't know how all that relates to this painting, I just thought I'd share. This oil painting of Paris is 18"h x 24"w. SOLD.

Versailles

This oil painting is on 30" x 40" canvas. SOLD.

A Canal in Bruges

I was inspired to go to Bruges this year because of scenes from the movie, "In Bruges." It is an extremely depressing movie (with humorous parts) and it is not family friendly, in case you were wondering, but I had no idea what the city was all about until I watched it. And as they said often in the movie, and as I've said many times before,"it is like a (bleeping) fairytale." SOLD.

MORNING FOX HUNT

I wish I could get a better picture of this painting. There is so much black and therefore, glare. I painted this from a photo that I took at a fox hunt a couple of weeks ago. My mother and I followed the horses on foot, and successfully evaded encounters with hind legs. We walked and ran about four miles through fields and trails, which was an awesomely great time. Many thanks to our wonderful hosts for bearing with us and for the adventure! At one point we were standing quietly on the trail and something was running at us. I thought it was a wayward hound, but as it approached I saw that it was smaller and fuzzier, and realized that it was the fox! He/she saw us and quickly ran the other way. And don't worry, animal lovers, neither fox, hound, nor horse was harmed during the hunt; they don't actually kill the fox on these hunts. This oil painting is on 24" x 30" stretched canvas. No longer available.

CAFE ON SUNDAY

After dodging speeding bicycles and trolleys on a Sunday morning in Amsterdam, one needs a cup of coffee to recharge for the afternoon shift. This oil painting is on 24" x 18" stretched canvas. SOLD.

AMSTERDAM COFFEE SHOP II

The thing that struck me about coffee in Amsterdam (and also in Bruges) is that it is always an event. You get the cup of coffee on a little plate along with various sugars, cream, and a little packet of cookies or biscuits. It feels like you are at Grandma's house for coffee (except sometimes with a slight scent of marijuana wafting in through the open windows.) This oil on stretched 8" x 10" canvas. SOLD.

CAFE IN AMSTERDAM

This bar was pretty empty for a Sunday in Amsterdam. It is near the Red Light District, maybe a couple of blocks away. That particular Sunday there was a big soccer match and the town was crazy. People were in the streets, at bars, or on their boats in the canals, and all were drinking. We had some relief when we found this place. 14"w x 11" h oil painting on stretched canvas. SOLD.

"COFFEE SHOP"

Ok, so it wasn't a "coffee shop" in Amsterdam, I just thought that would be a cool title for a painting. It was just a regular coffee shop/bar as we know them here in the States. I really didn't go to any of the brown cafes. We tried to enter one for a plain cup of coffee and to take in the atmosphere (and no, not through our lungs, just through our eyes and ears) but as soon as we entered we realized we couldn't withstand the fumes. We're puritans...some artist I am. So this is the closest I got. This painting is 14"h x 11"w. SOLD.

What's for Dinner?

An ever-present question on Oliver's mind... "What's for dinner?" Sorry, Oliver, cat's don't eat corn on the cob, white asparagus or strawberries. This painting is oil on 16" x 8" oil primed linen canvas panel. Click below to purchase from Etsy. SOLD.