Mission San Juan
Mission San Juan is the only mission that I visited that isn't made from natural rock. Even though it is simple on the outside,it is full of spirit and the inside was beautiful. Walking away from the mission is actually what inspired me. As I glanced over my shoulder and saw all the splendor of the Texas prickly pear surrounding the cross with the mission in the background, I was energized by the entire composition.
Ol' Rusty sits three houses down from my own home. It belongs to a gentleman who gets it out when the sun shines just to admire what it represents to him. Just as art holds different meaning to everyone who beholds it, old trucks have different meaning and memories to all who admire. If vintage trucks could tell stories, I would be first in line to hear them all.
This large agile animal often wanders over into my yard with his blonde friend. He loves small succulent plants, green bushes, and delicate blooming flowers. He leaves perfect foot prints to let me know he has been for a visit. This wonderous water buffalo often leans over his fence to say "hello" as cars drive by unaware of his daily explorations.
This flower caught my attention as it was bright and bold and represented all the vibrancy of spring and summer. I chose a larger canvas for this piece so it would exuberate larger than life and catch everyone's attention, just as it did for me.
Mother Shall Return
The intricate details of the bird's nest and it's surroundings are what captivated me with this nest. I could just fell the anticipation of the eggs hatching and imagine watching the baby birds grow enough to fly from their nest. The vibrancy and depth in this piece leaves only the baby birds to the imagination.
Forgotten Not Gone
Driving the back roads can lead to adventures and old forgotten parts of the world. This abandon feed store looked as if it had been long forgotten with it’s chipped paint, broken glass, bird’s mud nests, and rotted roof. In a long ago community with not much more than a few rotted buildings, this store is left for the occasional resident or tourist to imagine the stories it could tell.
This painting was created for an interpretive show. This type of show starts with a local camera club and the art guild selects the photographs they want to paint, then the writing/poets club writes poems about the paintings. It is a great way to see one piece of art turn into several! This piece was purchased by the photographer, so I felt completely flattered.
Mission Espada in San Antonio, Texas is a striking old building with history exploding from the interior and exterior. Inspiration for painting this was sparked one summer on a mini family vacation. As we walked through many of the missions on the historic Missions Trail, I was completely drawn to the history, the colors of the rocks, and how much of a story such an old building could reveal just from it's stature.
Spring time brings so much awe to this earth but sometimes it's the smallest elements that have the most beauty. For me, an iris bloom is one of those small elements. It's intricate petals that are lined with delicate lace like details, seem a miracle in their own right. The colors are plentiful and the delicate blooms must be enjoyed quickly as they don't last long. Iris blooms...Spring Wonder.
Hidden Paint Brushes
On a nice summer hike outside of Blacklake, New Mexico, Aspens and rocks created a cozy nest for the blooms of Indian Paint Brushes. As the sun light illuminated many petals of the Indian Paint Brushes, it caught my eye as a seen I had been looking for the entire hike Nature's beauty was worth capturing for the canvas so it could be experienced again and again.
If Walls Could Talk
Memories and stories of years past were inspiration for this, not to mention the wonder of how this old building still stands. It is a small rock building that stood behind an old school house that my father attended as a child. A place touched by time, wild yuccas, and stories of old. The school house is long gone but for some reason this small rock building surrounded by those stories of old, still remains. Perhaps, it is to remind those of us who drive by that old rocks hold many stories...If only old rock walls could talk.
Peaking from under the Yucca
This yucca from my backyard, represents so much of what I love about my yard and the state I live in. My mother's favorite bloom is that of a Texas Yucca. This piece was donated to the the International Order of The King's Daughters and Sons Chautauqua facility in New York. What an honor to be viewed by all the patrons who walk those halls.
Over the Shoulder - San Juan Mission
Growing up close to both of my grandmothers, I always found myself sharing their love for Iris. Each bloom is different and has such intricate details to be explored and admired. I grow iris and always enjoy them during their short blooming season. This one in particular was shining through in Hulen Park in Cleburne, Texas with many other colors surrounding it. It seemed to remind me the most of my grandmothers and the cut bouquets they used have on their kitchen tables.
Have you stopped to look at a blooming flower lately?
Step Into The View - Tuscany
Snowball in the Summer
Having a neighbor who loves his yard and spends so much of his time making it perfect, lets me enjoy all kinds of plants I wouldn’t ordinarily see. This is a Snowball Bush that blossoms every spring with about a hundred blooms weighing down the heavily leaved branches. And I just love it! They start out green and gradually turn to white. The finished bloom looks very similar to a hydrangea bloom.
Snowballs in the spring...who would have thought?
Framed in Nature - Mission Espada
If you ever visit Cleburne, Texas, you need to take the time to visit The Burger Bar for lunch. It is a historic site that stands about 10 ft x 10 ft on a large parking lot with picnic tables on the outside and only 5 seats at the counter on the inside. It is a true treasure.
A true wildflower of Texas, this beauty is a show stopper. It has won Best of Show at The Interpretive Show at JN Long Cultural Art Center.
Even though the weather heats up in Texas, I don’t consider it truly summer until the cactus blooms. These blooms vary between pinkish red and bright yellow. No matter the color, those fast fading flashes of color are an inspiration to me and officially bring in the summer!
Take Me To The Farm
This painting is reminiscent of my childhood memories in addition to our current farm just down the road from where I live. In my mind, there is nothing like a red barn surrounded with bluebonnets and cactus on a bright spring day. Long walks on dirt roads brings back a lot of memories for me and those memories always make me smile. This painting was purchased at an auction to benefit Hill School Fort Worth (a school for children with learning differences).