Who doesn’t like honey! When Honey Bear went to the river today, he found part of a honey comb that had fallen from the Honey Tree! What a score! As the bees buzzed around him trying to get it back, … Continue reading
Category Archives: Art by Angela
I keep getting these kind of allegorical images in my dreams. They look like they ought to be part of some huge mural somewhere. I like that they have these lines of energy running through them – I’ve never painted … Continue reading
I did a few sketches while I was on the phone with a friend a few days ago. They were all of silly gators having fun one way or another. I liked the idea of this one – “Mirror, Mirror, … Continue reading
Recently, as we spoke on the phone, a non-artist friend asked me where I get my ideas from. I told him, from photos I’ve taken, from nature, from words I hear that give me a feeling and an image, from … Continue reading
I lived on the Hawaiian island of Kauai for several years, on the other side of the island from this lovely beach. We used to go there once in a while to picnic. It took us an hour to drive … Continue reading
For the first two covid months of lockdown, I felt like I was drowning – in too much grogginess, too much where’s the money, too much confusion, anger and fear. I decided things had to change in a big way. … Continue reading
I have really enjoyed playing with my new sets of pastels! Here are 3 more images of the beach at San Blas. My favorite is #4. … Continue reading
In 2006, I visited the tiny town of San Blas, Mexico. One of the first things I noticed was the number of pickup trucks driving around, 3 or 4 soldiers in the back, 2 in front – with submachine guns, … Continue reading
I’m not an adherent of any recognizable religion – my folks never went to church, so I never got the classic religious conditioning many kids did in the 50s when I grew up. But I did have a few pretty … Continue reading
The Balance is the 2-ton piece I carved at the Oamaru International Limestone Sculpture Symposium I was invited to participate in when I was Artist-in-Residence in Gore, New Zealand. I felt so fortunate to be a part of that symposium! … Continue reading
A friend of mine posted on FB today, asking how old we were when we got our first traffic ticket. This little story popped into my mind right off: I would have been 22. I was late learning how to … Continue reading
After I got back to the States from New Zealand in 2002, I was filled with gratitude to be back in Hawaii again. I wanted to do a bunch of paintings celebrating the culture, and yet not be blatant, touristy-looking … Continue reading
I read an article recently that brought back vivid memories of when I first came to Maui, in 1966. My BF at the time and I were flat broke, and had no place to stay. So we went down to … Continue reading
When I was in Gore, New Zealand in 2000-2 as Artist-in-Residence, I painted around 50 paintings. Because I had thought of myself as primarily a stone sculptor, I was surprised to see so many of them just flowing right out … Continue reading
I’m not sure why everyone thinks they need to write about the current happenings (referring to the wave of black people being killed by cops and unmarked special ops troops). Yes, it is horrifying. Yes, I detest it, just as … Continue reading
I have decided that I am going to put 4 hours a day into painting from now on. I design and publish others’ books for a living, so my time will obviously have to be adjusted a bit. But I’ve … Continue reading
Once more in the mood of Modigliani – this was a color study I did today – In 20-20 hindsight, I think the composition could be a whole lot more exciting, but the purpose was to test out colors for … Continue reading
KAILUA BEACH CANAL – Painted in the style of André la Derain It was highly educational to replicate this image by André Derain. I learned that, although he had some cool ideas about color and its use, he was a … Continue reading
Self-portrait #2, done in the style of Amadeo Modigliani, one of my all-time favorite painter/sculptors. Amadeo Modigliani (which is pronounced MOH-dee-lee-AHN-ee – the G is silent) had a very distinct style that has always appealed to me. It was very … Continue reading
I’m not sure I really like this – it’s pretty harsh looking – but here’s my first attempt at a self-portrait in the style of Vincent van Gogh. I got the idea watching a series of wonderful videos called the … Continue reading
Today I wrote my postman a note on one of my art postcards that has this painting on it. He’s been a continuing pain in the butt – leaving my mail half sticking in and out of the slot, allowing … Continue reading
When I came back to Hawaii in 2002, it was a very scary time for me. I had almost no money, so I had to take a job. The only one I could find was pushing time share brochures into … Continue reading
In late 1999, I was house-sitting for some friends in Tesuque, NM. (pronounced tess-OO-kee) It was bloody cold – maybe you don’t know this, but Santa Fe is 7000′ above sea level, and Tesuque is a bit higher. There was … Continue reading
Every morning before I get up, I do my best to spend an hour in meditation. If I don’t do that, I feel disjointed and discombobulated all day, or at lest until I get to sit and focus inside. It … Continue reading
I’m not sure what year this is from – probably around ’78 or so, since this is stoneware, and I hadn’t switched to porcelain yet. I went through a big froggies phase – painting them on tiles, vases, mugs, plates … Continue reading
I see the world in terms of the Heart – what other way is there to view it if we are to remain at all sane? It has to be the very fundamental core of everything. Sometimes as I read … Continue reading
I painted this when I was Artist-in-Residence, down in Gore on the South Island of New Zealand. I had a dream where these women were shocked at my sharing how cool EFT/tapping was. I was shocked that they were shocked, … Continue reading
This is my all-time favorite beach, Kailua Beach, looking from Lanikai side. There used to be a lot more ironwood tees, but the sand is gradually seeping away with every tide, undermining the roots, and they fall over and get … Continue reading
I love weeping willows. When I was a kid, I walked by a whole grove of them on my way home from school, and would sit under them for a long time to get my center back before I headed … Continue reading
Inspired by a beautiful photo of a little village in France by my friend, Jean-marc Pierres. Thank you JM!!! The minute I saw Jean-marc Pierre’s photo of this place in France, I had to paint it! I loved the green … Continue reading