Painting in the Wild.

A favorite activity as of late: Sitting on a rock in the middle of the river and sketching the nearby foliage. As one does.

There's the cold and glittery water rushing around my wader-clad legs, the occasional flip-and-splash of a hungry trout, and a roaring current swiftly carrying thousands of tiny white petals down stream to who knows where. 
Then with the slightest upward tilt of the gaze, everything is still. The trees arching over the water are so quiet, so subtle in contrast to the wild water at their roots. Just happily observing, unphased by the chaos. Every now and then fluttering their leaves.  The whole scene - it's the most complementary thing I know at the moment.

But aside from the therapeutic and meditative nature of it all, these little paintings of isolated branches and flowers are starting to fill up my sketchbooks, and I'm excited to see what comes of it.

Lake Oconee Food & Wine Festival

This past weekend I had the pleasure of being a part of the Lake Oconee Food & Wine Festival, a fundraiser for some local charities I support and was involved with when I was in college just down the road. It was a beautiful day, I met many lovely people, enjoyed all kinds of aforementioned food & wine, and several paintings found new homes! My favorite part of the set-up had to be the oil paintings of Native American chiefs hanging behind my bright little garden set-up. Cohesive, right?

Reminders of Nature.

Living in the mountains, I tend to associate "nature" with forests, trees, and greenery. This past week spending a few days at the beach I was reminded how diverse the natural world is - the glittery brilliant blue of the ocean, spiky green palm fronds, and wispy golden shrubbery covering the dunes - all playing their part in the coloring of the Earth. It was a lovely reminder brought about by a simple change of scenery.

Early Blooms.

Happy Valentines Day, friends!
Earlier today I took a walk through the neighborhood to find some of the first blooms of spring - my heart is swelling! The colors and patterns that pop up from the dirt never cease to amaze me. I have a feeling these colors will make their way into some paintings very soon. You also better believe I clipped plenty of these flowers after taking their picture to bring home and live in vases on my coffee table.