|"birch trees" painted when I was 12|
The next thing people usually ask about is whether I have had lessons. The only "lessons" I had were two summers in the southern California desert while I spent time with my Grammy. Erma Washburn was her name, an elderly lady who told me she had trained with "the masters" and had an oil painting medium that was a secret (I think she got the recipe for it from the master she painted with). I had fun those summers, and learned a good bit about painting with oils. The only other art instruction I had was in high school, my junior and senior year I took a crafts class and an art class. Of course those were my favorite classes.
|morning in california|
So I will share a few of my feelings with you. My paintings. And maybe you can understand a bit more about me. And what painting, and art, means to me. I think that the main feeling I want to convey is a feeling of joy. The joy of living. That is part of everything I lay my hand to.