Thursday, November 12, 2009
Horse - Postcard - Watercolor entitled "Everyone Should Be So Lucky"
Monday, November 2, 2009
Cell Phone Fiasco
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Photos of a Lazy Fall Day
Saturday, October 3, 2009
Landscape - Watercolor - Yocona Cotton Gin
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Landscape - Watercolor
Monday, September 14, 2009
The Curious Tiger Lily - Watercolor
Sunday, September 13, 2009
A Day Off - Dirt Bike Racing
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Mirage Two
Monday, September 7, 2009
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Sunday, August 23, 2009
The Curious Tiger Lily - Watercolor
Here is my very brave cat. Obviously, this is in progress. I am not quite finished with the snake and am anxious to finish but wanted to post for anyone interested in the process. It is watercolor on board. I will post the finished piece next week. I hope to concentrate on a series of animals and their relationships with others.
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Road Trip - Wildrose Kennels - Oxford MS
Wildrose Kennels - Oxford MS
Thursday, August 13, 2009
German Short-haired Pointer Watercolor
Little Izzy - Pound Puppy
Monday, July 27, 2009
CrackerJack & Friend - Watercolor on Aquabord
Crackerjack & Friend
This was one of those quiet summer afternoons. It was fairly late and I decided to walk to the far corner of my place to check on my horses. As I walked down a path lined with tall pine trees and entered the lush open pasture, I came upon what must be one of the most peaceful scenes on this earth.
My small herd of five was lazily grazing in the warm sun with their backs to a slight southern breeze. In the corner, by the creek, stood Crackerjack, my oldest and wisest by far, being about 25. The rest of the herd was only a few feet away and I noticed that they were followed by a small flock of what I guessed to be starlings. When I looked back at Crackerjack, I saw that he had only one feathered friend and it seemed to be fearlessly hoping along beside what must have seemed to be a mammoth size nose.
Undisturbed by my presence, I quietly watched as these two moved slowly along, side by side. I could only guess that as Crackerjack pulled at the grass, cropping it close to the ground, sometimes pulling it up by the roots, that his little pasture buddy would pick at the bugs and grubs that had been unearthed by the pulls.
Everyone seemed very content so I turned to make my way back to the house. As I walked away I was left with the feeling that I had been viewing a long-term relationship which probably occurred every day. And that for Crackerjack to be so tolerant, I guessed that he too was benefiting. His small friend must have been keeping the pesky bugs from lighting on his nose and face as he grazed.