Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts

Thursday, December 15, 2016

Christmas in Florida


9 x 6 Oil on Archival Board

A scene from Winter Park, Florida right after Thanksgiving.  A very musical sidewalk "Santa". 

I hope you are all finished shopping and decorating, and have now moved on to cleaning and preparing your Christmas menus.  Whew!  Busy time.  I'm finally finished with all the wonderful commissions I was asked to do and am in the process of mailing and delivering :-)

Thursday, January 30, 2014

Street Musician with Reflections


6 x 6 Oil on Gessobord

I have painted this man a number of times now.  He was playing on the street in Charleston, SC, on my first visit to the city, and was there again the next time we went (which was years later.)  I'm not sure why, but I never lose interest in painting him.  My first attempt was in pastel...This time oil.  Some street performers don't allow people to take their picture unless they are paid.  This man was really interesting to talk to, a great musician, and very nice about having his photo taken.  I hope he will be there the next time I go.  He's becoming a tradition :-)

Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Strings


6 x 6 Oil on Gessobord

SOLD

This is a study of three base players (not talking baseball here) during Intermission at the Roanoke Symphony.  Again, my purpose was to get the interaction between the men and body movement.  The instruments were a challenge, but I was mostly interested in the "feeling" of the scene.

Monday, November 26, 2012

Sharing the Earbuds


8 1/2 x 11 Oil on Canvas

This must be the greatest grandfather, and he must also be partially or totally deaf if he is listening to his granddaughter's music.  He looks too peaceful for it to be Rap...I know that my father would not have been sharing my earbuds (if they had them back then).  He allowed me 1/2 hour to listen to Rock and Roll in the car, and then we had to switch back to classical or opera.  Even my children, when they were growing up, complained about my music in the car.  They hated that I played "Alice's Restaurant" on the way to their grandparents' for Thanksgiving each year, and really hated Bob Dylan and the Rolling Stones.  Now they appreciate my taste in music, as I appreciate my father's.  Thankfully, we all change and hopefully grow...although I still love the Rolling Stones and Bob Dylan :-)  Hope you all had a good Thanksgiving!