Friday, June 5, 2009


Starry, starry night...I love the song "Vincent" by Don Mclean, just as I love the paintings by its subject, Van Gogh. And deep inside I have harbored a desire to paint--without losing any body parts in the process.

Our Principessa is a very talented artist. When she moved, she left behind some small canvases and acrylics to get me started. That was a few years ago. Perhaps this will be the summer we paint together. I think that would be a great mother/daughter activity.

Anyway, in the meantime, I have been playing with Photoshop and faux watercolors.

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I love the ferns in the woods at the park where we walk. They are so lush and green and stand out against the browns of the trees. Their fiddleheads are completely unfurled now, and make such a verdant, soft, graceful addition to the forest floor.


Just down the road is a corn field that looks like it will have no problem being "knee high by the fourth of July" or more. I can't decide which version I like the most. The one above or the one below.


Our old apple tree looks like it is going to abandon tradition and produce a bumper crop of apples two years in a row.


The traffic on our road just gets busier with every passing day. I wonder why everyone seems to be in such a hurry. This reminds me of an illustration in a children's book, but I can't remember which one.


Now this is more my speed.


My favorite is the sunflowers from a few years ago. Vincent loved sunflowers, and I do too!

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These all have something in common. Can you guess what it is?