Acrylic and/or Oil Carole Stoiber Art | Fine Artist open for Commissions / Painter for Hire
 

DANDRIDGE FARMERS MARKET

(part of a diptych)
18 x 24
oil on beechwood

*In Private Collection

DADDY’S WEDDING DAY

*In Private Collection
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THE BAY WINDOW 2

*In Private Collection

DISLOCATED

*In Private Collection

THE WALK

Oil and Acrylic 24″ x 36″
*In Private Collection

SAN DIEGO GAS LIGHT DISTRICT

Oil and Acrylic 24 x 36
*In Private Collection

PINK WATER LILIES

Oil and Acrylic 24 36

*In Private Collection

MARMALADE SKIES

Oil 36×51
*In Private Collection

PUG’S BOAT

Oil and Acrylic on canvas
Framed in blond stripping to hang 25 x 25

*In Private Collection

YOSEMITE CREEK

26 x 38 – Framed with simple wooden frame.

*In Private Collection

HYDRANGEA DIPTYCH

These lush ball-like flowers in blues, purples, and
pink contrast against the dark leaves and spill over onto another second
canvas! For both Oil and Acrylic 19 x 25 canvasses

*In private collection

OBSTACLES

Oil and Acrylic
*In Private Collection

THE TRAVELER AT BARTON COLLEGE

Oil and Acrylic

*In private collection

PAPPY AND AUDREY

*In Private Collection

RORSCHACH WILD ROSE I

18 x 24 oil canvas
*In Private Collection

The Double Bouquet

24″ x 36″

$675.00

HOPE

Framed in painted wood boards 64” × 52”

$5000.00

Eternal Cycles

large Canvas with wood recessed frame

$1800.00

Swimming Muse

Like a polar bear in a snowstorm, but without punctuated eyes and nose. The white of the canvas is too white. It is void of ideas and function. It is disturbing and nagging at the same time. There is no place for the eye or my thoughts to rest.
How can form be implied on a flat surface? Where does the space reside in 2-D?
What is to be expressed? What is the expression?
Why do I feel an uncontrollable desire to make…a mark…my mark.
I will need to carve a large circle in this thick whiteness, like ice and then dive in.
What if I could then not find the top but instead found only bubbles?
My muse swim topsy turvy, the whitish gray effervescence of oxygen replacing bubbles tickle as they rise. In the dreamy light diffused shapes and sounds resound in soft pastels.
School bus yellow and violet, deep bloody alizarin and jungle blue green, citrus orange mixed with sky cobalt blue; these are now palpitating masses of contrasts on the color wheel that are smashed and turned with the knife, they are churned until they are other new colors. Colors without distinct names but colors that are pure.
A portion of each mound of color is then cut away and diluted with masses of white to create tawny, taupe-y neutrals. Just colors warming to hues of humans, these playful shapes free form and dance in their rectangular home. Miniscule amounts of hues tint white or are diluted with turpentine and walnut oil to make a transparent wash of pure color; these techniques seemingly innate to me.
Line, shape, color, value, texture, repetition, and space are artistic elements employed for a thought in the mind to escape and then become vision. These elements are the way in which we make, judge, and discuss art. The canvas exists as a testament to the concepts that have materialized. Solid ideas form out of a nebula to tell this one story of art.

16 x 20 white wooden frame

$475.00

DOUGLAS DAM OIL

Oil on Beech wood, 3′ x 4′

$2750.00

SUMMER CLIPPINGS

Oil on Beech wood, 18 x 24

$675.00

CICADAS

Oil on Board with painted border 18 x 24

$700.00

AUTUMN ON THE WING

Autumn on the Wing – oil on beechwood $675. 24 x 36

$675.00