These grapes grew in a tiny vineyard (29 plants) on a red-dirt hillside in my brother Mike’s backyard in San Anselmo, where he and his wife Julie created a lovely idyll – table and chairs under a bright red umbrella and the canopy of a walnut tree. They...
There’s nothing like a deadline to light a fire under my butt. I really wanted to submit a painting to the California State Fair Art of Wine exhibit the summer of 2011. A painting of mine had been accepted in that category the previous three years in a row and I...
Late in the summer of 2009 I visited Mike’s yard to see what his zinfandel grapes were like when they were nearly ripe. BJ and I climbed all over his hill in the evening light, having to climb under the netting draped over them – more sugar in the grapes...
Here’s my first attempt to go big. It is my second painting of my brother Mike’s zinfandel grapes . Mid-Summer Zin, my first, was a hard act to follow. At the time I painted this, it was a huge stretch And I worked on it fiercely to get it done in time...
My brother, Mike and his wife, Julie had a small hillside backyard in San Anselmo, terraced with stone and covered with rows of Zinfandel vines. Each autumn, he made the grapes into wine with our brother Matt, a winemaker. I had been waiting and wanting to paint...
