Some of my earliest memories are my time spent with my parents at Indiana University Bloomington where my dad got his PhD.
Married student housing was old Army Barracks called Hoosier Court.
I had many playmates including a lot of International friends.
My Jordanian friend.
Strawberry tart I made in a sweet pastry dough crust with crabapple jelly glaze.
But now I will paint some paintings of them. I love the ruby red strawberries dripping with rosy glaze.
I came across these lovely warm blushing purple hydrangeas at the grocers a couple days ago and had to have them. There were traditional baby blue, pink, and white hydrangeas. But these ones caught my eye. I am enjoying two things. First. I am working on painting these. I am realizing that when I paint larger, I need much more paint and larger brushes. That should make sense. But sometimes one doesn't realize until after starting that one is in the habit of working on a smaller scale. So here is the first run. I will be adding more paint and layers to this including larger and more generous brush strokes of paint, and darkening glazes in shadow areas....
I drove a four-wheeler and hiked up to a cabin in the woods right on the Continental Divide between Montana and Idaho.
There is an old abandon goldmine and old cabins up there.
People keep the cabin stocked with provisions of sorts.
It's really a place forgotten in time.
