This painting is from a photo by M.Jay Monti. He is friends with a lot of the Old Order Amish who live in our area, and they allow him to take photographs around their farms, as long as their faces are not identifiable. The little boy in the wagon refused to stop looking at Jay, so he was never able to publish his beautiful photo, and allowed me to use it for a painting.
Another friend named Bob posed for our drawing group a few weeks ago.
There are a lot of 'Bob's in my life. My husband is one, and I am called 'Bob' or 'Bobbi by' my family. My Mom used to tease me by calling me 'Barbie'. Heavens, that would drive my little tomboy-self wild. Since moving to New York, I have become 'Barb'. People really like nicknames here. I don't like 'Barb', but what am I to do? Not worth making a fuss about a few ignored 'a's and an 'r'.
The photographs below are of my new studio & gallery. Previously my old gallery, shared with 2 other artists. The arrangement did not work out, we each went our own way, and then I was faced with painting a few very large oil paintings, and I just didn't have the room in my tiny studio. Painting in the living room was an option, but we all objected to the odor of oil paints and mediums and turpentine.
So, after searching around for a new studio space, I wandered back here and made an offer. It was accepted, and I am ecstatic to be back it this beautiful space again. This is move in day, and I am sorry to say, it still looks pretty much like this. I have been painting very busily, but haven't hung anything on the walls yet. A builder and I are concocting an easel/hanging system along the back wall, so I can hang canvases and work on several paintings at a time.