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“Meadow House”


Hi there!  I wanted to share my latest completed painting. I need to say first off that I have had some technical difficulties with this post.  I am still learning how to use WordPress, as I am still a newbie, so I apologize.  I wanted ALL of these pictures to be in a descending order; however, for some reason I had ‘issues’ with this particular post and there are two different formats for my pictures.

I have been working on this piece for several days and just finished it very early this morning.  As I began….starting with a sketch…I took progression photographs so you could join me on the journey of this piece.  I always find it fascinating to begin with a void…a white, blank canvas…and then progress systematically from sketch to final work.  Often, I will complete a painting and pause to ask myself, “How did I get here?”  It is perplexing and sometimes strange to me that I can produce any scene at all.  I wonder if many other self taught artists feel the same way sometimes?  If you are self taught, perhaps you want to share your experience regarding this ‘phenomenon’ with me?  I would love it if you did.  When I have photos, such as I present below (and above), it provides me with the answers that sometimes evade me.  It is interesting (to me at least) and helpful to see the steps that I took in order to reach what I view as a ‘finished’ painting.  I hope you enjoy the journey.

Have a super Weekend,

k  i  m  b  y






“I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud”


I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

~William Wordsworth, “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud,” 1804Image

I took this picture in San Diego in 2010….I found it fitting for this poem….even IF they are not daffodils…they are gorgeous nonetheless.