Sol Legare



This is the commission I’ve been yakking about. It’s called “Sol Legare,” per the buyer’s request. For the record, I had not one problem obliging the buyer on that front. She was free to name the painting and “Sol Legare” is lovely. Plus – I know it’s personal for her and her family.


When I was approached about taking on this project, the buyer told me only that she wanted a painting of the back yard of her husband’s childhood home in South Carolina. She sent me several photographs for reference and I set to work. Though I definitely took some artistic liberties, it turned out to be a decent representation of her hubby’s family homestead.


When I looked at this painting, all I could think about was what fun it would have been to grow up there. All that nature! While living with the work (before delivering it to the buyer), Mister and I took a liking to its colors and depth. And we were both a little sad to see it go.


But we know “Sol Legare” is in a good home. And we know art is meant to be seen. I’m so happy I got to be a part of this project.

Wish Me Luck



Today I hope to meet with the chick who commissioned a painting. If all goes according to plan, I’ll help her choose a frame for the finished work and then it will go and live its life in her home.


When you do something for someone, it’s generally okay. Let’s say you bring coffee to a friend. Or you help someone move. With few exceptions (like spilling coffee on said friend, or breaking someone’s stuff), those are just things you do and that’s that. But when you are asked to create something of a personal nature for someone, like a painting of a place near and dear to their hearts, well, there’s some pressure. And you want to do a good job.


I’ve lived with this commission for quite a while now, and I am finally able to say – out loud – that the work is good. And it is. And I think the chick is going to love it. And so will her family. And like a Charlie Brown tree, all that painting needs is a little love. Well – that and an appropriate frame. Wish me luck.




And scene.


I have put the final touches on the commissioned painting I’ve been working on. And it’s lovely.


The process has been interesting, especially the deadline part. But I rose to the occasion and produced a work I like – a lot. Whether or not the painting’s to-be owners will appreciate it is another matter. But I refuse to fret over that right now. I’m just pleased as punch to have finished the project! Woo-hoo!

So, So Close



When working on a painting, it always amazes me how many layers one must apply to achieve a desired effect.


Part of me thinks I’ve accomplished quite enough depth on the tree portion of my current work, but noooooooooooo! I need more. So even though I’m so, so close to finishing, I’m not quite there yet.


But soon. And then I’ll start praying for the commissioners to like the danged thang. You never can tell, y’all.




I’ve shared that I’m working on a commissioned painting right now and that there is a deadline. Because I didn’t just meet me, I was able to plan accordingly when taking on this project, giving myself enough time to actually finish the danged thang. As of right now, I’m not worried. My head may start to melt as the deadline draws near, mind you, but I’ll deal with that then.


Yesterday brought a new challenge my way: I was asked to participate in a local charity art show. Basically – I agreed to paint 2 very small pieces – 4 x 6 inches each – on art paper. The pieces are then displayed and sold for set prices, along with several hundred other works, the night of the big fundraiser. Ordinarily, this shindig goes down in November. But this year is different. It’s happening in September, so I – all by myself – agreed to meet a 4 September submission date . For 2 tiny paintings. By me. Slowpoke Mikki.


Now if you’re asking why I would agree to such a deadline, what with knowing myself and all, I’ll tell ya: I’m trying to say “Yes” more often to life. And when this incredibly lovely person asked me to contribute, I sort of felt like I needed to make myself available. Some of that is, like I said, saying “Yes.” Some of it is putting myself in a position that calls upon me to actually be an artist. No matter what you read and see in these missives, I am very conservative in life when it comes to tooting my own horn. Being part of this fundraiser will require me to own, well, me. And I can definitely stand to do a bit more of that.


So yesterday I worked on one of the small paintings and all it needs is a touch-up, once it’s dry. It’s darling. And it took less than 2 hours. I may not be as slowpoke-y as I think I am. Hmm…

New Work



Yesterday I got a specifically-sized canvas so that I can start a commission. It’s pretty exciting when someone trusts you enough to paint their favorite pocketbook. Or whatever. In truth, no one has ever asked me to paint a pocketbook, but now that I’ve thought of it, I think it would be wacky fun.


Anyhoo – I’ve been told this piece will be a surprise for someone’s birthday and there is a deadline. Other than casual bets with friends – based on my slowness – I’ve not worked with a deadline before. Even that is intriguing to me. Or maybe it’s the subject matter. I’m not sure. Whatever the reason, I’m very into the idea of this new work.


And for the record, it could very well happen that the person who commissioned this piece will not care for it. If that occurs, I will say to her what I’ve said to recipients of other personal works: if you decide you don’t want it (for any reason whatsoever), I get it back.


For the record part two – I’ve yet to be given back a painting. Word.