Still Moving

Still Moving

Oil on Wood

8"X10"
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It doesn't take much to make my day. 

Yesterday, my birthday, bagan as all days with a walk with my dog and then breakfast with a favorite friend, which is the best possible way to start any day, much less a new year. Off to Sonoma in time for some painting and a swim, and then a delicious dinner prepared by my sweet husband and shared with our dear friend and neighbor who brought champagne and a Princess Cake. I wished on three candles, one for each of our daughters. After all these years, still moving and loving Life. Simple perfection.

Still Life

Still Life

Oil on Wood

10"X10"

To be still. Suspend busyness. I aspire to more of that. 

Mother, Son, and Modigliani

Mother, Son, and Modigliani

Oil on Wood

8"X6"

A morning spent at the wonderful "Impressionists on the Water" exhibition at The Legion of Honor put me in a buoyant mood Tuesday morning. I left feeling refreshed, back in a simpler, slower time. Reluctant to reenter the real world, I wandered through the museum's labyrinth  of galleries seeing old favorites in a new light. 

Still Standing

Still Standing

Oil on Wood

10"X10"
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Clyfford Still fills the room and figures stand and glide as if choreographed, taking it all in. More moments from SFMOMA's last days last week. "Untitled" (formerly "Self Portrait") 1945 on the left, and "Untitled" 1960.

Making Light

Making Light

Oil on Wood

8"X6"

Ellsworth Kelly's, "Gaza" lit up the room at SF MOMA last week as crowds soaked it all in.  May the light be with us.

Celebrating Ellsworth Kelly

Celebrating Ellsworth Kelly

Oil on Wood

8"X6"

In honor of his 90th birthday, SF MOMA filled a whole room with Ellsworth Kelly. It pulsated with bold shape, pure color, and black and white. And then this lady happened by. Icing on the cake.

Kindred Spirits

Kindred Spirits

Oil on Wood

8"X6"

Frida Kahlo's, "Frieda and Diego Rivera, 1931" admired by a beautiful woman who might have walked right out of the painting.  It was the last days of SFMOMA before it closed for expansion and the place was teeming with die-hard fans. Me and my friend, this lovely lady and people of all ages enraptured by art. I am already missing the museum and its vibrant collection and especially the people who are there giving life to art.

Where Rarely Is Heard a Discouraging Word

Where Rarely is Heard a Discouraging Word

Oil on Wood

12"X12"

The weekend was warm and relaxing. A Baseball game broadcast on the radio filled the afternoon with memories of my childhood when our neighbor, Mister Muther, would settle into his big upholstered chair, smoke a pipe, and listen to his team win or lose while we played cards at his feet, content to while away the day.

Carefree and cared for. Call it contented.