Katrina's Art

 Terrible that I can’t remember what I named this one, or what year or even how big it was. It is in someone’s private collection. I love this theme and have considered doing a similar painting like this.

 This one, also 7 1/2 x 5, reminds me of my mother. I painted this quite a while ago and she’s in someone’s collection. I just found a couple pictures of paintings in the past, and decided to throw them up here.

 This was a painting I did a few years ago for a Small Treasures show. It was tiny, 7 1/2 x 5 inches. I can see the flaws but this is one I really liked. Maybe I will redo it, better.

  Cabin Fever 14”x11” oil on stretched canvas. May of 2020. I just really loved painting this. We were in lockdown. The reflection in this teapot has my family, trapped. The heat of it is spewing steam but it’s a happy steam. I liked having my family around me. I missed my friends. Although in some ways it was very trying, Lockdown was, for me, about love.

 Holding Pattern 8”x10” August 6, 2020 oil on stretched canvas. This painting was the last painting I did during the pandemic until now. The new owner calls it “Moody Blues.” 

Cliff 30"x 40"  This painting is about the edge we all find ourselves perched on. Green is simultaneously about money, which has put us here, but also about growth, which is what is needed, for us to survive this mess.

Meteor 30"x 40" This painting was painted with a large group show in mind. Neither of the large paintings I completed with this show in mind, have been shown yet, except in my living room. I painted it with the "me too" movement in mind. 

I honestly am throwing these paintings up here, because I like them, they have sold, and I want a place to quickly show people some things I have done. I have not painted since March, and don't expect to until September. I had a family emergency that has kept me from doing the thing I love. I need to reorganize everything in a way that makes sense to me. Technology makes it hard because it keeps changing. The only thing you can count on, is change. 

Adolescent 24" x 18" Oil on stretched canvas June 7, 2017    In the flurry of my show last year, I did not post several paintings. I had meant to build a new site and post them there, but my dog got sick. A little like "my dog ate my homework" but it's true. It took up several months right around the time of the show and I just never did post some of those paintings. I am in the process of setting up a better site now, but I thought I would post this one, since I submitted it for a juried show, recently. The whole time I was painting it, I was thinking the word, "agress." It would just pop into my head. But when I finished the painting, the emotional reaction I felt was sometimes aggression, but sometimes something other than that. Something like candy. Appeal. My daughter said, "It's just like adolescence. You should name it that. So, I did. By the way, my dog is doing okay.

Red Queen 5" x 7" --oil-- This was a wedding present for a friend I knew in High School. Specifically, he was in my art class and kind of tortured me for my methods, taste and subject matter. He went on to become a high school art teacher, himself, which shouldn't surprise me. After reconnecting on Facebook, he has encouraged me in many ways, as I developed my skills. He encouraged me to dedicate a space for painting, to switch to oil, to keep going. Although I have had many arguments with him in my mind about many things relating to art,  he has been a great resource and support. I can't wait to meet his new bride.

I have been reluctant to talk about my art, my process, or myself. I have for years now, wished for the art to speak for itself. I don't regret having done that, but I realize that in every situation, I am asked to talk about my art, so I might as well describe it here. I intend to eventually replace this site, with a better one. That process is taking longer than I would have thought. I was an introverted only-child who read, wrote, and drew in my room because there was one giant television in the living room that always had sports on, and the internet was not a thing yet. I played, I rode my bike, I did have friends, but I spent a lot of leisure time drawing photos from encyclopedias and National Geographics, while listening to music on the reel-to-reel tape deck. I took art classes in High School all four years, and went on to be hobby painter for many years, while having other adventures. One of those adventures was the birth of my daughter, Delaney. She is on the spect...

Scatter 24" x 24" oil This painting came after my painting "Identity" and almost in response to it. In Identity, everyone is divided up into neat silos. Everyone in a cup, tucked away with the like-minded. In this painting comes the realization that really, we are on our own. We are not in our groups. We are individuals, scattered. The upside is of course freedom. The downside is isolated powerlessness. 

"Hell or High Water" 10" x 8" oil on panel 

"Bruised" 10" x 8" oil on panel. 

"Reflect" February 5, 2017, Oil on Canvas, 11"x 14" 

"Identity" December 20, 2016 Oil on Stretched Canvas, 36" x 12" I began this painting right after the election. It is about the polarization of the country. Our silos of identity. I used blue and red because they are easily identifiable as identities, but it could be anything. The ornate cup with the larger marbles, represents a loose collection of people with power who use identity, but aren't a part of it. Off in the corner is a dark, menacing power that no one is paying attention to. There are scattered, disenfranchised, voiceless people outside the cups. 

"Lori's Marbles" December 30, 1916, Oil on Stretched Canvas 10"x 8" Sold

"Community" September 7, 2016, Oil on stretched canvas 18"x 22" Sold

"Apothecary" August 5, 2016, Original oil on panel, 8"x 10"

"Marbles Number Seven" June 28, 2016, Oil original on panel 8"x10"