12x12 Woodlight Waterfall

 

These little ladies were commissioned as a wedding present for a couple  a few months ago. I get pretty excited about anything woodland with lots of green. They are Acrylic on stretched canvas.

The Gallery Wall and “SURVEYING the STORM”

   

Lady Alight

 

Rust Red Door Hobbit Hole

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I had so much fun making this for a friend of mine. It’s on some heavy duty handmade watercolor paper.  I have not painted a large scale watercolor in a long time and this paper behaves a great deal differently. In the end, i like all the bumps and texture in it and it can soak  up so many layers of washes that I may have gotten a little carried away. I was in full on garden planning mode so I added patches of lavender, a pot of rosemary, a hydrangea bush, some hostas, sweet potato vine, a climbing hydrangea, and a sprinkling of red poppies in the foreground fields.

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Some recent playful watercolors

Easter in Charleston

 

You know it’s going to be a good day when you find an Easter pony!   This was hands-down the softest pony  i ever felt- somewhere between baby duck fuzz and kitten levels, like little Sebastian here  spent everyday bathing in fabric softener while getting his nails painted. Who knows? Maybe this is actually how soft ponies come in real life. I’ll have to pet a few more ponies for research purposes.

You also know it’s going to be a good day when you give yourself free reign on your coffee and sugar intake. If you’re vacationing it doesn't count right? We grabbed some coffee at the bakery SUGAR  (where the pony was). Also we ate jeni’s ice cream TWICE in one day (don't judge) ((it’s really that good)) along with sampling honey at the Savannah bee company.

We walked a route all around the king street, the battery and pretty much everywhere in between. We poked our heads into the secret garden/dead-people-resting-zone full of shade and flowers and markers from the 1800s. The entrance to the church that maintains the area is directly across from the book preservation library on king st.

Equally enjoyable was the perfect spring weather, freshly planted window boxes and shady live oaks. We stumbled upon an open estate sale and went up into a house to look at antiques and costume jewelry. I suppressed the urge to talk in only old-lady-british-accent while pretending to be able to afford 100$ teacups.