I love painting outside with my plein air buddies. Sometimes though it’s just not meant to be. Still, this day turned out to be a treasured experience as we painted from the warmth of the glassed-in breezeway of an extraordinary Spanish Colonial home. Our host, David, set up a still life of freshly blooming quince in an antique chines vase sitting on an antique French child’s church chair. The painting below is looking from the windows to a particularly curvaceous outdoor light.

I am surely hoping for an invitation back. I’m just not sure if I’m hoping for sunshine to paint the pond … or … if another rainy day would suit just as well.


The ferry arrives on Angel Island at Ayala Cove. This is also where thousands of Asian immigrants arrived in the early 1900s. There are exhibits on the island that speak to the difficulties they endured. I painted this view from one of the picnic tables overlooking the cove and Tiburon.
My favorite spot on the island is on the western side past the Civil War Era Camp Reynolds. There used to be heavy gun batteries here. What remains are concrete forms and a breathtaking view of San Francisco, the Golden Gate Bridge, Sausalito and Tiburon.


