Tuesday, May 24, 2016

Golden Fields

Golden Fields
Oil on black canvas, 36x60

I work hard to take good photographs of my paintings, and for my birthday, Peter gave me a good camera, a real camera (not just my phone). I'm still learning my way around it, and can already see that it's going to help. 

The one thing I can say is that, in most instances, if there has to be a gap between the quality of the paintings and the quality of the photographs, I'd rather have the paintings look better in real life than vice versa! 

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I'M HEADING TO New England on Wednesday, to take part in the Paradise City Arts Festival in Northampton, MA. The show runs from Saturday through Monday at the Three County Fairgrounds, 54 Old Ferry Road, Northampton. I'll be in Booth 909, in the Arena Building. It's a really fun show, filled with high-end art and craft, beautiful stuff. There is an entry fee, but there's a coupon for a discount on the website. And one of my paintings is featured on the webpage about the show!

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Yes! Cowart Street! I should have gotten someone to take a photo of me with a cowscape beneath this sign. Next time I'm in Chattanooga, for sure! 

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Dog of the Day

This is Lisle's cat, looking affronted that I dared to drive down her street 
here in Wachapreague. She marched along in front of the car 
for quite some time, until she finally headed to a lawn, 
where she could stare at me accusingly. 

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A Final Thought

"Art and love are the same thing: 
It's the process of seeing yourself in things that are not you." 
- Chuck Klosterman



Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Blue Canada

Blue Canada
Oil on black canvas, 16x16, $385

                                                         

Years ago, Heather MacLeod - a friend and amazing artist - and I drove to the Atlantic Provinces in Canada to explore and paint. I didn't do a separate blog for the trip, but you can read about it and see paintings on this very same blog, starting here, June 9, 2010, and running to July 17, 2010.

I think we both loved the Atlantic Provinces. For me, the Gaspe Peninsula (think southern bank of the St. Lawrence Seaway) and Cape Breton were my favorites, but I loved all of it, and even made a slight push to move there, when I got back home. But winters are brutal. Brutal.

I believe we were in Cape Breton Island when we saw this blue-roofed garage with a blue truck inside, under a blue sky, with a silvery-blue tree in the foreground.

I've been thinking about this painting for nearly six years. I knew it was a painting, a beautiful painting, as soon as I saw it.

On Tuesday, I turned 60, and my birthday present to myself was to make this painting. It took me this long, and this much thinking, to gain the courage and skill and imagination to paint it the way I wanted to see it.

When people ask my how long it took me to make a painting, I sometimes hem and haw, and this is why. The actual painting only took a few hours. But in essence, it took six years and a few hours.

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Potatoes or pavers? 

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Dog of the Day

Koko, Abby and the puppies have made a mess of our yard, digging holes all over the place. The other day, Smokey fell into one and couldn't get out. I made sure he was OK first, then I took the photos, then I got him out. A minute later, he was back in. For all I know, he liked it! 



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A Final Thought

"If you ask me what I came to do in this world, I, an artist, 
will answer you: I am here to live out loud." 

- Emile Zola




Tuesday, May 17, 2016

I Shall Be Released

I Shall Be Released
Oil on black canvas with gold, copper and aluminum leaf, 30x30

When I was in my 20s, I was sure that people in their 60s were all but dead, spiritually, emotionally and of course, physically. I was pretty sure that there was no imagination in their lives, that most of the doors had closed - and they didn't really mind. 

I turned 60 on Monday, and I am glad to say that I couldn't have been more wrong, at least about myself and, I'd dare to say, my friends, my husband and my post-60 family members. 

I've never felt more alive! I've never had more creative ideas, a richer imagination, more daring. I've never felt happier; I've never felt more fear; I've never had the determination I have now. 

In many ways, I feel like this painting. I feel like all life is leading me somewhere, and the path is in color. The goal is bright and shiny and maybe a little scary - but it is rich with color and movement, imagination and promise. 

You all, who read my blog and buy my paintings, sponsor my projects and support me in countless ways, you're all along with me on this journey, and you're all making it possible. I am so very grateful. Thank you. 

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An amazing coincidence
 
MOTHER'S DAY WEEKEND, I participated in a show in Crozet, VA, about five hours west of here. I did the show last year, and it was pretty good, so I thought I'd try again. I was elated when the show used my art on their postcard! I was also thrilled to find they'd used it on their poster and program. 

The show is in a beautiful part of Virginia, the edge of the Shenandoah Valley. It is lush and clean and full of birds and bullfrogs and gorgeous scenery - but not so many buyers. I had an OK show, selling two paintings, but it was difficult to do and, I admit, disappointing. 

One amazing happened, though! I went up to a man in my booth and asked him if he'd like to buy a painting. He said he loved them but no, he was from Arizona. Where? I asked.

"Tucson," he said. 
"Oh, yeah? My dad and stepmother live in Tubac."
"Oh, really? My wife has art in a gallery in Tubac."
"Which one?" I asked, somehow knowing I already knew the answer.
"Sweet Poppy," he said. 


And sure enough, that's where I have my paintings in Tubac. Sweet Poppy. Isn't that amazing? Her name is Sandra Montgomery, and her website is www.oldwindowart.com. And that's what she does, paints on old windows. Very cool! 


Above, Sandra Montgomery and me. Below, my van, where I camped at the Crozet Art and Craft Festival. Most people camped in a concrete-covered area just past this field, but I loved the quiet, and the greenery and the solitary camping. 


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Dog of the Day
Met this beauty in Tubac. She makes me think of Kaja,
 our long-gone part chow, part German shepherd. 

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A Final Thought 

"It is good to love many tings, for therein lies the true strength, and whosoever loves much performs much and can accomplish much, and what is done in love is well done." 

- Vincent Van Gogh




Thursday, May 5, 2016

Woody

 
Woody
Oil on canvas, 12x12

The 101 Dogs Project is chugging along, and I am loving it and the paintings coming from it. Soon, I'll have them up on a page on my website, Jacobson Arts (jacobson-arts.com). For now, there are photos to be taken, and surprises in the works, so no page yet. But it's coming! 

Meantime, if you want to read about the project, and maybe even become a sponsor, you can find out more here. I'm donating money from each painting to one of four dog-related groups that I've chosen, and you can read about them here. In addition to the painting, you can receive stuff - or choose not to have the stuff, and have me donate more money instead. 

Woody is one of our dogs. He's a bichon who'd been bought from and returned to a pet store at least twice. He was scared of everything when we got him; it took a year before we could pet him - and he's still not crazy about it. He has his personality quirks, for sure, but he is a good dog, and an ever-constant companion. 

And so, he's also the Dog of the Day! 


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A Final Thought 

"You must have chaos within you to give birth to a dancing star." 

- Friedrich Nietzsche






Wednesday, May 4, 2016

Take Me to the River

 Take Me to the River
Oil on black canvas, 36x60
sold

The people of Richmond came out to Arts in the Park last weekend, in spite of lousy weather, cold temperatures, mud, slop and even some downpours. It was an excellent show for me, all because the good folks who live in Richmond didn't let the weather keep them inside. 

A happy buyer with "Take Me to the River."
My first experience with rain at a show was years ago in Mystic, CT. It was either my first or second Mystic show, and while the Saturday was OK, on Sunday, it poured. Sheets of rain. Torrents. Many of the artists packed up and went home, but I stayed. For starters, we lived only a few miles away, and I had nothing better to do. Also, I had committed to the weekend, to being there, and I felt that I should honor my commitment. 

So I sat there in the rain, and lo and behold, sold seven paintings. It was a miracle, really, and taught me a good lesson. 

Rain has ruined a lot of shows in which I've participated - but it hasn't ruined all of them. I'm grateful to everyone who slogged out in the rain and cold and mud, to look at and even buy art. Thank you! 


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Dog of the Day

Saw this guy out in Arizona, guarding the Arivaca Road.

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A Final Thought

"A painter should begin every canvas with a wash of black, because 
all things in nature are dark, except where exposed by the light." 

- Leonardo DaVinci


Wednesday, April 27, 2016

Gray Day in Wildwood

Gray Day in Wildwood
Oil on black canvas, 16x16

While I was at the show in Chattanooga, a friend invited me to stay at her farm in Wildwood, Georgia, just outside of Chattanooga. It was a beautiful spot to stay during a show. The nights were calm and quiet, the mornings soft with the light reaching over the mountains, and the house was welcoming and and warm. 

A thing I loved, that most people might not, was the regular sound of trains passing nearby, blowing their whistles all day and deep into the night. 


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Whenever I see a sign like this, I always imagine sharpshooters 
up in airplanes, taking aim at speeding drivers. Do you?

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Dog of the Day
It's Stanley, on his birthday! 

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A Final Thought
"Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, 
and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen." 
- Leonardo da Vinci




Tuesday, April 26, 2016

Siena

Siena
Oil on canvas, 12x12
101 Dogs Project painting

The 101 Dogs Project is rolling along! We're nearing the half-way point, but there are still plenty of slots for you. Sponsors (or patrons, however you want to think of it) receive an original painting of their dogs, a book or poster of all the paintings when the project is finished, and some project-related goodies, too. In addition, I'm donating money from each sponsorship to a dog-related group. 

Click here to read about the project, here to read about the groups I've chosen (or you can choose your own, if there's one close to your heart), and here to read about the stuff you can get (or you can choose no stuff, and I'll give more money to the group you choose.) 

It's such a fun project, and I'm loving every minute of it, every dog, every portrait. I hope you'll consider being a part of it! 

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THIS WEEKEND, I'll be in Arts in the Park in Richmond, VA. The show is Saturday and Sunday, 11-6 and 11-5 respectively, in the lovely Byrd Park. I'm in Booth 90. 

Can't make it to Richmond? The following weekend, I'll be at the Crozet Arts and Crafts Festival, Crozet, VA.  There, I'll be in Booth T-117, under the big tent. 

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Seen Around Town
 
Above, Pat (left) and Patricia, looking dashing one recent afternoon. If I hadn't been taking the photo, I know I'd have fit right in! 

Below, Seaside Antiques and Art, which is run by Pat (left, above) and Carol, is nearly ready to open. A couple years ago, someone driving a truck down Main Street smashed into it, knocking it off its foundation, and leading to massive breakage and damage of Pat and Carol's beautiful inventory. Click here to see pretty amazing photos I took right after the accident.



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Dogs of the Day 
Lulu, left, and Doc have amused me endlessly this week. In the past couple days, they've both launched themselves from one piece of furniture toward another - and both missed the landings. Neither seemed to hesitate or measure or put any thought at all into their efforts. They were on one chair, they wanted to be on another - and it never occurred to them that they couldn't fly. Neither was hurt by the misadventure, neither seemed to notice much or care. It remains to be seen whether they've learned anything from these failed efforts. 

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A Final Thought

"Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up." 
- Pablo Picasso