Portrays pigeons and sparrows playing in a wet street.
Acrylic/oil painting on beechwood.
Approximately 3′ x 4′

$2,500

Watercolor Seascape,
includes a beautiful old frame and new mats.
It measures 24 x 36

$995.00

24″ x 36″

$675.00

24″ x 36″

$525.00

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
Swimming Muse Framed Original OIL includes free verse by Carole Stoiber

$475.00

Watercolor, Mounted and shrink-wrapped

$150.00

Oil and Acrylic – 25×36
Framed with blond strips to hang
These bright yellow flowers bloom in my koi pond. They rise above the cerulean blue water and the unfurling leaves of the Lily Pad.

$600.00

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

$450.00

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

$450.00

Portrays pigeons and sparrows playing in a wet street.
Acrylic/oil painting on beechwood.
Approximately 3′ x 4′

$2,500

3′ x 4′
*In Private Collection

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

$450.00

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

$450.00

*In Private Collection
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*In Private Collection

*In Private Collection

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

Oil and Acrylic 24 x 36
*In Private Collection

Oil and Acrylic 24 36

*In Private Collection

Oil 36×51
*In Private Collection

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

*In Private Collection

26 x 38 – Framed with simple wooden frame.

*In Private Collection

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

Autumn on the Wing – oil on beechwood $675. 24 x 36
* In private collection

Oil and Acrylic

*In private collection

*In Private Collection

18 x 24 oil canvas
*In Private Collection

24″ x 36″

$675.00

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

Oil on Beech wood, 3′ x 4′

* In private collection..

Oil on Beech wood, 18 x 24
* In private collection