My mom at the age of about five. She grew up in the suburbs of Chicago. Oil on canvas. Private collection.
I grew up eating watermelons right out of our garden. I find them almost as beautiful to look at as they are delicious to eat. This photo of barefoot brothers eating huge slices of watermelon said "summer" to me.
I found this photo at a flea market. I don't know who the couple are, but I love their embrace.
Miss Ruth (Johnson) and her cousin Miss Gerty (McDavit) were neighbors of mine growing up. A third cousin came to visit and somebody snapped this picture. I painted it at an angle to make it more dynamic.
Oil on canvas - Another flea market find, this photo intrigued me. The people don't seem dressed for this kind of play. This painting is 4' X 4'.
Miss Agee's Store
Acrylic on canvas - Miss Agee (Sandage) was a neighbor and friend. We often walked (ran or pogo-sticked) to her store for some forgotten item.
Mary, Pat, and Dad
Oil on canvas - This painting was a gift to my friend Mary who prized the photograph of herself, her brother and her dad in San Francisco.
This is my first tryptic. Jane (a friend) gave me this newspaper clipping of her dad winning a trick bicycling competition. I loved the photo, but wasn't looking for another Venus d'Milo, so I added square canvases on either side for his arms. The background is from an old photo of Pettycoat Lane. Acrylic on Canvas 20" X 20" and 20" X 72".
Granny writing to Daddy
I love this photo of my granny writing a letter to her eldest son (my dad) while he is away in the army. Maybe it is from Granny that I get my love of writing letters.
Doug's grandfather napping
Doug (a friend) gave me this photo of his grandfather taking a nap on a park picnic table several years ago. Just recently he found another photo of his dad and other relatives horsing around and there in the background was his grandfather asleep on the table. Acrylic on canvas.
David and Margot
Mary commissioned me to paint her great niece and nephew (twins). I came over while she was babysitting and brought them this ball-popping toy. They had a "ball" with it while I lay on the floor snapping photos. I stripped them down to their diapers because I think babies have such sweet contours. They'll probably find it terribly embarrassing when they're older. Oil on canvas.
This photo is of Margi, Mary and me jumping into our pool after a hot bike ride. As evidenced by Margi's expression, she does NOT like the water. I changed the background to achieve a sort of surreal quality. Oil on canvas 48" X 48".
Paul in Casablanca
My husband's dad, Paul, was stationed in Casablanca during his military service and loved it. He would have moved there and started a medical practice if his wife had agreed. (She didn't!) As always I was attracted to the reflection in this photo. Oil on canvas
Grandpa in the dry creek bed
What is it about grandfathers in strange positions? This is my brother -in-law's grandfather sitting (why?) in a dry creek bed. Acrylic on canvas.
Grandpa's Gas Station
My friend Ally commissioned me to do this painting of her husband's grandfather in front of his gas station. It was a lot of fun and a lot of work. I researched it more than any painting I've done. I used the internet for images of 1950's cars and other products. My husband questioned the black trash bag, but they had just come into commercial (not home) use.
My friend Eileen wanted me to capture her mother's vivaciousness and love of play. I simplified the background to keep the focus on the people. I sprayed the canvas with watered down paint and then added single dots.
Courtney and Frank
My niece and nephew, born three months apart, have always been close (despite the fact that in this picture Courtney appears to be poking Frank's eyes out while her mother and I look on). Oil on canvas.
I believe this is my friend Margi's mom with her siblings on their family farm. Oil on canvas.
Nana at Mt. Lowe
This is a great photo that begged to be painted. It shows Mary's intrepid grandmother exploring the mountains. Like grandmother , like granddaughter! Acrylic on canvas.
Marion and Vivian
Jim's mom and cousin were very close. They were also "ladies" in the finest sense of the word. Acrylic on canvas.
Our friend, Charlie Clay, is no longer with us, but he leaves a legacy of music with his children, Mac and Kelly. Karlie commissioned me to do this shortly before Charlie's death. I combined several photos and united them by a strong light source. Oil on canvas.
My friend Barb never noticed how securely her mom is holding on to Barb and her brother until this photo became a painting.
Another mom caught in the act of having fun. I loved the strong shadows and geometric forms.
My little sister Nancy was Paladin. She even had the cards that read, "Have gun will travel" She thought she was hot stuff with her trusty dog Sam. The porch photo looks like an accident but it worked well for a setting.
Paul entering Cocktail Party
I never met Jim's dad, but from what I've heard, he had a flare for elegance (among other things). Here he looks dashing as he enters a cocktail party, cigarette in hand. Oil on canvas. Private collection.
Katy Trail Sedalia
Laura's Mom & H McCann
Matt and Sam
Matt and Susan met on-line, married, and then adopted Sam. Talk about a "modern family". They are also a wonderful, loving family. Susan captured this scene of Matt blowing bubbles for Sam on their front stoop. It was lots of fun to paint, especially the iridescent bubbles! Oil on canvas. Private collection.
Pawpaw in the Corn
This was the very first painting I did in this style I call "hard-edge". It's acrylic paint with strong patterns, limited colors and no blending. It has become my "signature style" for painting from old photographs.
This is my grandfather, Garland Callaway, with his two brothers. It is acrylic on masonite done in the "Hard-edge" style.
Grandpaw and Jonny
Here is Garland Callaway again (a few years later) with his grandson Jonny. They are shelling purple-hull peas in the shade of a tree. Penny, the dog, seeks even more shade under a metal chair. Oil on canvas.
Howard and Dolores
Mom and Dad eloped when she was 17 and he was 22. This photo was taken shortly after. Oil on masonite.
Porch Painting 1
I did a series of porch paintings, most of which have gotten away from me. I really like front porches - They wrap around us while providing a window to the world. the colors really worked in this one. Acrylic on masonite.
Porch Painting 2
I don't know where I found this photo - probably at a flea market. The people look a little forlorn and isolated. Again, it's all about the colors. Acrylic on canvas.
My three sisters and two cousins are playing in the back of Grandpaw's truck. It's silly face time! Oil on canvas.
This is my friend and patron Jean Buchanon. My work is influenced by many artists. This one I chalk up to Andrew Wyeth. I hope he's not "rolling over in his grave". Oil on canvas.
My niece Sara and her friends Sarah and Emily wanted me to paint them as "sexy" bathing beauties. I put them in a surreal setting to neutralize the adolescent airs.
The Delay Dilemma
This painting was done from an old family photo Vina Hyde gave me. Vina's grandmother and four children look concerned as their car sits disabled on a lonely dirt road. I enjoyed creating the depth of field.
Oil on canvas. 30" X 40".
I did this painting for my friend Deb Senser. She went to Disney World every year with her parents. Her mom died recently, and this painting is in memory and honor of her. Oil on Canvas 36" X 36"