What I Started Last Monday

Great Falls, 12 x 12", Oil, 2011

Dear Imaginary Friends,

This is what I started painting last Monday. Would you like to paint it for me?

I plan to finish it tomorrow. It has very neutral colors, and I wish that I could throw in some brights to liven it up. But roiling water is usually shades of gray. There are no blue sky reflections, because the water is moving and muddy.

Great Falls would be terribly hard to paint without using a photo, because it is in perpetual motion. Plus I would have to wear one of those Gordon's Fisherman type yellow raincoats with flaps over my ears and look like a dork. That is just not my style, people.

Wish me luck tomorrow finishing it. I will let you know! 

PS Can you tell that I am strictly painting water scenes this summer?

Your Imaginary Friend,

Waterlogged Patsie

How I Spent Two Wednesdays

Oil

Dear Imaginary Viewer/Reader,

Here is my new painting, freshly hatched and finished this week. I have not come up with a name yet. It is always a challenge, actually. Some paintings are easy to name. For instance, if my painting consists solely of strawberries, I get lazy and name it "Strawberries!"

Indeed, sometimes the well runs dry.
But when a painting contains so many different elements such as this one, I am tempted to name it "Breakfast."

If you have a better idea, please post your title in the comments section. I would love to have your input!
Your Imaginary Friend,

Patsie

Cherry Pie: Bake It, Paint It, Eat It!

"It's  piece of cherry pie that I baked, then I painted, and then I ate it -- and that's how I roll!"

And yeah, it tasted pretty good.

Your Imaginary Friend,

Patsie

Welcome to My Studio!

Dear Imaginary Friends,

You are now looking at my studio, and at a large oil painting that I completed last year entitled Grand Canal.

This painting is a biggie, measuring about 30" x 40". No doubt, you have noticed that it is a familiar view of the breathtaking city Venice. My husband and I took a Mediterranean cruise that ended there about 2 years ago. 

It was not our first visit. There is no substitute for the first time that one sees the watery city, with its impending doom hanging in the air. The grandeur of Venice is incomparable to any other city I have ever visited. It is a living breathing architectural museum. She is a lovely lady past her prime, but full of guile and charm.

I could not possibly do Venice justice, the way that Caneletto did.

Venice reminds me of my home town New Orleans, in that there is a commonality of danger from water. Both are gorgeous architecturally, draw tons of tourists, and celebrate great food.

A toast to my two favorite cities!
Love,

Patsie