My mom would make trays of these melt-in-your-mouth little bites of heaven every year at Christmas. Figured it was about time to take on the challenge.
I used to do a lot of plein air painting, usually small oil sketches. My brother-in-law, John Beerman, ordered some nifty little compact pochade painting boxes for us from England. They are small and perfect for an outing, usually at dawn or dusk, when the light is at its most magical.
On the left is a photo of my pochade box, all set up for painting, in Harriman State Park, in NY.
These are some of the small paintings I made when we were vacationing in Rangeley, Maine, summer of ’93.
Here are some of my intimate garden landscape paintings from the 90’s. They are all quite small, oil paint on board. My landscape environments are a combination of photographs I’ve taken, places I have been, places I wish to be, and my imagination.