Shop Archival Prints These blueberries found me on a farm in Nevada City, California, while on a weekend with friends. The bright summer sun accentuated all the colors the berries pass through on the way to our cereal bowls and pie plates. Just like the Zinfandel...
My husband, Joe came up with this idea. Fruit fresh from the farmer’s market was sitting on the kitchen counter – ripe figs and rich, red grapes – next to some Bartlett pears from my parents’ tree. He said matter of factly, “you should...
Shop Archival Prints A visit back to my neighbor Jen’s persimmon tree the fall of 2008 was a bright sunny day. I arrived none to soon. The birds had started to help themselves to the ripe persimmons – many of them were half-eaten. Persimmon Rain had been...
Stone fruit are a favorite – to eat and to paint. I’d already painted peaches and apricots. Now for some cherries on the tree to paint. My friend Brenda called to tell me that people were flocking to the self-pick orchards in Brentwood, near where she...
These apricots grew on a tree in my sister-in-law, Anne and her husband Gary’s backyard in San Anselmo, California – the same garden where grows the tree that grew the peaches that became my painting Tropical Peaches. And – this is the same tree...
One summer early in my painting life, as fruit started ripening on trees in the gardens of loved ones, I couldn’t wait to get out with my camera – I had a hankering to paint stone fruit. When I got a call from my sister-in-law Annie, telling me their...
