Big Palms, Breezy Day

A majestic old palm swaying in the wind reminded me of a dancer bending to music only she could hear.

Windy On the Bay Side, Elbow Cay

This is one of those "I only have a half hour, so I'm just not going to give a damn" watercolors--which I find, if filed away to age in the "mess" drawer for awhile, sometimes don't look so bad when pulled out again a few weeks later--especially during a snowy day back home in Vermont.

Big Clouds over the Harbor, Hope Town

Another afternoon of quickly changing weather, with sharp contrasts between a luminous distance and dark foreground.

White House and Yellow Shed, Hope Town

The strong shapes of the prussian blue shadows and the rhythm of the violet fence bridging the verticals of house and shed made this a fine motif--even without the wonderful orange-panted figure in the foreground, bent over and wielding a scythe to cut the grass, whom I thought was going to be the whole point of the painting.

Lifting Storm, Hope Town

I'm flying home to Vermont today, but will continue to post paintings from my three weeks in the Bahamas--which will help me remember the pleasures, once back in my studio, of working outdoors in a tee shirt in the middle of winter.

Boat House and Big Palm, Hope Town

A quiet inlet on the north tip of Elbow Cay, on a warm and brilliant afternoon.

Annie's Deck, Hope Town

One of those "looking through" views that seems to compose itself...

Red Shutters, Hope Town

A  morning of brilliant weather, happily spent looking at colors and shapes--especially an equilateral triangle of cerulean ocean.

Walk to the Dunes, Hope Town

I thought this one was going to be about a bike on a sidewalk on a cloudy day, and then the sun came out. One of the things I've learned in my years of painting is the need to let go of preconceptions, and be ready to follow any leads that come your way.

Blue Boat, Gray Day

Yesterday was cloudy and windy here in Hope Town, which made for boats that, though anchored, never stopped rotating--and therefore an interesting painting challenge...

Hope Town Sunrise

The view facing east from my beach chair at 6:30 am Sunday, the start of what proved to be a lovely day for painting here on Elbow Cay.

Pink Walls by the Harbor

My first morning of painting here in Hope Town, where I'm finding no shortage of motifs with unexpected and unusual colors and compositions (plus it's warm...)

From Ile St. Louis

 Sitting on the quay in late sun on an autumn afternoon, as a black barge and evening chill move slowly down the Seine.

Une Petite Chose 2

Another little confection from the corner patisserie, this time a tartelette citron.

Une Petite Chose 1

A "little thing" from Paris, which abounds in beautiful little things. (After two days in museums preparing for the workshop, it was time to paint, even if it was also time to go to sleep...)

Out with the workshop group to Cabot, to paint a farm house that reminded me of a venerable old aunt peeking out from behind her beloved flower beds.

Ochre Quarry, Morning

This small ochre quarry offers a challenging exercise in color and spatial relationships, and a reminder once again of why Cezanne (who painted similar motifs over and over) is a landscape painter's greatest muse.

Trees and Houses, Joucas, Provence

Back home again in Vermont after an inspiring two weeks of painting and teaching, and still thinking about the light and color of beautiful Provence.

View from the Wall, Joucas

The weather kept changing from cloudy to rainy to sunny while we were painting here today, which meant keeping up with changing light, and taking a few breaks in the dry spot under a plane tree.

Stone Wall and Steps, Bonnieux, Provence

This centuries-old wall forms the entrance to a small shady park perched high on top of the beautiful town of Bonnieux.