Day 17: Waiting for Bed

You guessed it: this is my bed, and I'm on my way there. Seriously, I've been exhausted these last few days working full time at the greenhouse and painting in the evenings. I've been stressing myself out instead of enjoying the time I decided to

Day 16: Oysters on the Table

Tricky oysters! I saved these shells from a restaurant in Sarasota while taking a painting workshop with Marc Hanson (hi all you Sarasota ladies!). Although I felt a little odd asking the waitress if I could take home the shells, she didn't even so much

Day 15: The Big Gun

You heard right, the big gun. That is what this thing is called. I thought it was just an old fashioned fire hose, but instead it is used to water orange groves, shooting water at great distances.Today I got to go painting with a friend,

Day 14: Palm Tree Farm, Black Hammock

Seriously, central Florida is beautiful! What a great day for painting, if the wind didn't get you all bent out of shape, it was really going full force today. Black Hammock is a special place next to lake Jessup where you can take an airboat

Day 13: Sunset on Alton Road

Driving home in the rain after work today I was wondering what I would paint this evening, another still life or interior? I would like to do a nocturne, but the rain and wind (along with tornado warnings!) just didn't seem to permit it this

Day 12: Behind the Old Orange Grove

Whew! That’s my sigh of relief after a few days discouragement. Today I got off work at the greenhouse a little early and already had this spot in mind. I loved painting in this spot today, it provided just the peace and quiet that I

Day 11: Bowl with Eggs

Well, tonight I thought that I would set up something "simple" and make a pretty little painting, ha! Was I in for a surprise. Eggs, how lovely and tedious painting oval shaped white things, but mostly I just worked, reworked, drew and redrew the bowl,

Day 10: Afternoon on the Railroad Tracks

This afternoon I wasn't quite sure what I was going to paint, so I started driving towards the lake in Mt. Dora. I just began winding around all the little back roads near the lake and crossed over the railroad tracks, and saw this place,

Day 9: The Sprayer

That's right, today's painting is of the greenhouse sprayer! Somehow it just seemed like THE thing to paint this afternoon with the rain beating down outside. I spent a lot of time with this sprayer this past summer when the bugs were in full force,