I’m back…

in the studio that is. After a loooong hiatus wherein parties were engaged, film crews aimed cameras, god moose daughters were wed, fancy party shoes were danced off, the flu gripped, horses flew, stone walls were studied, the stars came alive, the sun rises blazed, the chowder ran through our veins and the seals laughed at we who stared out to sea while knitting.

Home now to the tapestry of autumn colors that are bringing me to my bionic knees.

It is Scare Crow season my friends,

Scare Crow

There is much to do before I officially pull up the drawbridge and settle in for a long season of painting. I got the garlic planted yesterday, but all those straw bales need to be put to bed. The panel making process got interrupted so there is a garage full of unfinished rectangles out there to gesso. Well over ten thousand reference photos, from our Vineyard weeks, are awaiting review, and oh how good it is to be home.

I have a couple dozen blog posts in the wings to catch you up on, but first some rest and re-entry and unpacking of the craziness of the last few months.

Here’s hoping that you can find a heaping pile of leaves to jump in…

Easel…here I come.