Moongazer

On clear fall evenings, if you take some time to look at the sky, you may find someone else looking, too.

-Bree

A Rhyme In Time

watercolor on paper 5" x 7" (please click on image for a larger view)

-Bree

The Late Bloomers

In my heart I keep a place for the Late Bloomers. When everything else outside (and in) has come and gone, they are there to cheer us all. The blooms above are from the yucca near my front step . . .
. . . the orchid cactus in my home . . .
. . . hops in my garden . . .

. . . orchid in my studio . . .

-Bree

Astoria Sunday Market

My Folklings and I can be seen in person at the farmer's market and handcrafted fair that is the Astoria Sunday Market in Astoria, Oregon. My next market day is July 3, 2011. -Bree

In the Village Beyond the Wood . . .

In the village beyond the wood there lies a long-forgotten path. Near it flows the littlest of streams, and there I saw a sight so sweet.
Years and Dears watercolor/ink/graphite 8" x 10" (please click images to enlarge)

Here they have been for so long a time with their lives intertwined. Through ups and downs and all-arounds, here they stay . . . as forever they may.

-Bree

Espresso Imp

Espresso Imp 6" x 6" pencil (click image to enlarge)

Sometimes . . . . . does your coffee seem a little sweeter?

-Bree

A Hat House

Hat House graphite 4" x 4" (click image to enlarge)

Thanks so much to all of you who came to the Astoria Sunday Market on Mother's Day and visited my booth. Your encouragement and kind words mean a great deal to me.

-Bree

Spring House for an Imp

Tired of Winter and living in a Person's house just to be warm, the industrious imp gathered House-Building Materials. With them she fashioned a lovely home, complete with mossy roof, rolled spring-leaf walls, a window to let in light during summer's long days, a door at which to greet welcome guests, and plenty of soft sheep's-wool for a yard. The daffodils simply could not help themselves and reached through the woolen yard to cheer things up.

-Bree

The Blossoming Pear Tree

The pear tree is blossoming . . . the tulips are tuliping . . . the azaleas flowering . . . as is the apple tree . . . with the cherry tree to follow . . .

-Bree

The Dancing Rose Bush

Rose Bush watercolor/graphite on paper 11"x14"

There is a rose bush in my garden. If you walk onto my porch, through my house, out the back door, past the fire pit, and beyond the wild garden, you will find it next to the wood shed. It dances when it blossoms, its huge thorny stems bobbing and weaving in the air, the heavy fragrant blooms dipping and leaping. Such a thing simply must have (at least) rhymes written about it, perhaps even poems and music.

Now see a glimpse of my Dancing Rose Bush painting as it is partially completed, with plate palettes and tubes of paint strewn about . . .

-Bree

Visiting My Studio Rhyme Tree

Folklings Studio Rhyme Tree - watercolor & graphite on paper 11" x 14"

Would you like to visit my Studio Rhyme Tree with me? In it I keep everything I need to make paintings. There is the paint, of course, but we'll get to that. First I must tell you about the flower. It helps so much to have a little bit of Nature around when I am painting, so I keep plants stuffed into spare nooks and crannies. In adjacent cubby-holes all colors and kinds of yarn can be found. After midnight the yarns turn into things like felted imp houses. Next there is The Ubiquitous Studio Snack. The key is there to unlock doors to all the ideas I haven't had yet. My paints are kept in odd-sized jars stacked neatly on a shelf or two. Next to that is the ceramic mug full of all sorts of brushes - I never know when I might need that funny-shaped one to paint myself out of a corner (it's easy to paint yourself into a corner . . . it's when you have to paint yourself out of a corner that funny-shaped brushes really come in handy). Books are never far from my fingers, and my studio is the best place to keep my favorites. Hmmm . . . what is behind that itty bitty door?

Why is it one can never quite see Impish Spiders?

It must really be Spring! For the Robin tells me so. Look quickly and be still - there is a bunny under the branch. Before the bunny came to life . . . before the Rhyme Tree became real . . . after Nature moved in . . . after Snacks . . .

-Bree

The Butterfly Tree

Do you remember the Tree with a Secret? Now the secret is out and about to fly away . . . . . The Butterfly Tree (and details)

watercolor & graphite on illustration board 8" x 10"

(please click images to enlarge)