February 2007 Archives

child's pillow



Embroidered with a spare pattern of vertical and horizontal running stitches. Made in art class, I think.

street scene

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From my table by the cafe window, I drew the trashcan, curb, and the street light post outside. The can and post were black, and when I was done with a line drawing, I began to notice all the shapes of color across the street: posters, signs, newspaper boxes, a hydrant. So I added those shapes in color.


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From my daughter's backpack today.

a painting for February


My landscape painting for the month of February is now posted over on the Curbly site.

tulips continue

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In March I will be teaching a workshop at the Carnegie Museum of Art.

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My favorite kind of cracker, wrapped in toasted seaweed.


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Sometimes it's good to close your eyes for a moment before heading upstairs.

orange paint

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I am glad we painted the dining room orange - especially at this time of year.


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Walking home with my daughter tonight. The weather has gotten mild again, and the sky had great color over the distant spires of Oakland. Painted from memory.

aging tulips

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A week later and some of the tulips I got for Valentine's day are fading around the edges but still with us. I love tulips for the way they get more interesting to look at over time: stems stretching, curving, petals opening wider, three outer, three inner, revealing more and more about their shapes and deeper richer subtler colors, then wilting, folding, curling, twisting, until they pinwheel off their stems altogether. Not a bad way to go, come to think of it.

spool of thread

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Used to hang tissue paper snowflakes in the front window today. I'm still feverish from my bout of flu this weekend, and think that perhaps there are enough snowflakes outside, but my daughter is adamant. We have 20 to put up. I think the window can't possibly hold them all. She finds room. And she is right - the view is prettier when glimpsed though a window of cut tissue paper. And I am still feverish, but have been reminded again of the way simple gestures can transform a space.


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Keeping things as simple as possible.

pink tulips

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Line and wash.


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The best apricots I ever tasted were dried on a rooftop in Turkey, and had come from a garden halfway down a cliff. Tonight's were the second best, tasting of summer on a cold, cold night.




The school parties were today, instead. We have small pink cards, candy, and tulips in the house.

making a snowball

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Snow holiday, for the second day in a row. And so far, we also have a two-hour school delay tomorrow, because of bad road conditions and significant wind chills expected. That could turn into another holiday, which the children wouldn't mind.

more daffodils

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Still wilted. But fun to paint, anyway. And with today's snow and ice (snow holiday today, snow holiday tomorrow) it will be a while before we have any of our own.


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You would think that a bunch of daffodils bought at the supermarket would open. These went straight from bud to wilt.

hand landscape

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Began drawing my hand, began seeing my fingers as a set of distant slopes on a hillside, my ring becoming an old building with a blue roof. So I washed green over the clay soil and painted in the sky.

the point

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We went to visit the Carnegie Science Center today. The building has great views of the rivers. This window lets you look up the Ohio River, toward Downtown Pittsburgh and the point where the Allegheny and the Monongahela Rivers join. The Allegheny appeared to be mostly frozen today - more open water on the Mon and the Ohio.

one view

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Hand from life, landscape from memory.


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A cold night led to impulse baking. The recipe came from a friend, back in graduate school days.


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I just got a couple of new VERY fine point fountain pens, filled one with brown ink and was trying it out tonight. Sometimes fine lines let me get intense... obsessive... as on the night last winter when I drew salt. So today I was making a conscious effort to let the lines stay rapid and loose. Obsessive stippling will come one of these evenings, though, because the pens are so much fun to use.

kleenex box

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The tissue was flame-like across the room, and I suddenly thought of it as a stand-in for some ancient fire: a hearth we gather around, snuffling, at this time of year.


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Orange painted with primary colors only, as my larger set of colors was upstairs.

a new blog...



The Metroblogging group has just added Pittsburgh to the collection of over 50 city blogs from around the world - from LA to DC, from Karachi to Istanbul, city residents blog about their hometowns.

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Still not ripe. They are so perfect when I wait - such a challenge to my impatience in the meantime.




New materials: water-soluble Cretacolor hard pastels in burnt sanguine and sepia light and a charcoal pencil. Not knowing how the materials will respond means I take chances - I pretend to be fearless. The process becomes new again.

child's foot

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The youngest child fell asleep with her foot on my lap. So I began to paint. No preliminary drawing, just jumped in there with color and began to push it around on the page. As I am doing this, my husband enters the room, and with the kindest of intentions (not recognizing my subject) lifts the child out of the way of my painting and carries her up to bed. So that's where this entry stops, with everything outside the frame of the picture: surprised mother, loving father, sleeping child.


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Essential furnishing for any dining room. When a question arises over dinner, you don't have to go online to check it out.