Watching Paint Dry XXXXIV


She called this one Desert Blooms.

It’s spring here in the Yuma desert. Every day there is a bit more color, not a lot like in moister climates, but there are changes. I think that’s what this one is all about.

I think it’s time to come up with new headline for posts about her art. If it wasn’t for the picture the title would be bigger than the whole post. I think 44 is enough. What do you think? Do we say good bye to roman numerals?

Watching Paint Dry XXXXIII

This painting has it’s real beginning about a year ago when goood friend Cindy is touring South America and snaps a picture of this fruit and vegetable stand in Buenos Aires, Argentina. She is taken by the stong colors and thinks Marilyn might like to paint something like this. When we all get together in May Cindy shows Mar the picture and tells her the story behind it. Fast forward to December, when we were in Jojoba Hills she prints a couple of copies of the picture, attaches them to her easel and begins her creation
One day in early january she tells me that this one is a real challenge and she is building the store and then will stock the shelves and the baskets with the produce.
The project got put away for a couple of weeks while we were at Quartzite but yesterday it came back out and was completed in the gorgeous Arizona sunshine.

Watching Paint Dry XXXXII

We have a new painting drying in our basement. What you are seeing is Marilyn’s take on the Snoopy on the dog house thing that we all grew up with. Here he’s out on the lawn and maybe weathered a bit from the original but it still gets my memory machine going. How about you?