I’ve struggled to express the giant mess that Hurricane Helene caused.
Hurricane five hundred miles inland
Toned down
I love color. A pile of firewood has a lot of color in it. Also a lot of light and dark area. This is a painting, not a pile of firewood.
Shlomo
Does this look like a flower to you? It’s supposed to be a portrait of his turtle, but he saw it as a flower. That undermined my confidence, mightily.
Hurricane Helene Helicopters
We live an hour west of Asheville, NC. We had no power for 8 days, roads washed out, but nothing like Asheville did. Despite the conspiracy theorists, helicopters were bringing in supplies and looking for survivors as soon as they could. FEMA and National Guard. In the mountains I hear them long before I see them.
I have tried to put in some of the chaos of this disaster. Here are five iterations of this painting.
Firewood
A friend brought us plenty of firewood to get through the winter while Gregg was awaiting hip replacement surgery. An unexpected gesture, a godsend.
Hurricane Helene
Even being in the middle of it, the destruction is hard to believe. Gregg and I went for eight days without power, but we had food, water, and many godsends. Brandon Mitchell from Virginia and his buddy brought a truckload of supplies and a starlink. Brandon wandered into my studio, and really looked. Most people are off put. He liked this one, and we made a deal. THANKS to all of the volunteers helping us get through this.
Chicory and Wildflowers
Summer in WNC.
Out of the Blue
I made this in 2020. It’s on it’s way to it’s new home in New Hampshire. Thanks, Jill and Chip
Critters keep sneaking into my paintings
In April it was a squirrel falling from the birdfeeder. Now, on a peaceful morning walk, a humming bird flew in the top right side. I love living in the country.
Underground Landscape Yellow
Things not seen. Faith, gravity, and spring underground.
