Katrina's Art

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.