One of my favorite things to do is visit my Aunt and Uncle in Oregon. When I was 10 years old, I got on a plane by myself to see them. I remember picking blackberries, digging in their vegetable garden, walking along the river, inhaling fresh air, looking out the window at miles of the open space all around us and the gentle people I continue to meet. Here are some photos of my most recent trip: end of May 2017
Started a new painting this weekend.
On Abbot Kinny- a favorite after work bar. So many of our friends we used to meet here all moved away. Funny how that works. In memory of the good times we shared together we took this photo and sent it to them.
A gorgeous day for a walk in Santa Monica.
Revisiting this duck painting I made many years ago in the Venice canals. Having had some time away from it I realize the shadows on the ground needed to be a lighter in the distance.
Reading “Big Magic” by Elizabeth Gilbert in Santa Monica overlooking the Pacific ocean.