Impressionistic seascape in soothing, cheerful colors. Squint a bit and see if you can imagine the ocean on a warm day. Waves are rolling in, mountains anchor the horizon line, and a small island anchors the right side.
I've been working on this a bit today. I'm going to add lots of colorful smoke and bubbles coming out of the cauldron. I'm a slow painter, but I'm sure I'll finish before witch season 😉
I hope you're all having a lovely day ✌️
Untitled, me, oil on canvas, 2024 #art#mastoart#artwork#originalart#artist#painting#oilpainting#witchcraft
May the artwork bring to your soul the joy and independence that living free -- thinking, speaking, and journeying -- engenders, nurtures, and strengthens.
When I first saw Hughes House, the 1898 home (now a museum) built by the Pacific Ocean near Port Orford, OR, I thought, "This is a place to grow up in, be a child in, run about and play in!"
And it is good to know that, at one time and for awhile, there was a family in this house, there were children, and they did run and play through this magical place.
It was red rock country, all right, but not limited to that. The surface of the rocks and cliffs caught light, absorbed shadows, in such a way that an array of colors set forth before the viewer.
And they didn't just stay that way. As the light shifted and changed, so did the colors of the canyon.
Nature refuses to be circumscribed and classified.