Monday, July 30, 2018

MacRostie's 26th Annual Juried Exhibition Opens Friday!

Oil on Linen, 20 x 20 inches

MacRostie's 26th Annual Juried Exhibition
MacRostie Art Center
405 NW 1st Ave., Grand Rapids, MN 55744
Exhibition Dates: Aug. 3 - Aug. 31, 2018
218-326-2697
FREE AND OPEN TO ALL

Come to the show! Off the easel and out into the world for the first time, my oil painting of a Pine Grosbeak will be showing in MacRostie's 26th Annual Juried Exhibition which opens Friday. The show is free and open to all, and is part of Grand Rapid's First Friday Art Walk from 4 - 7 pm. MacRostie Art Center will have food by Applebees, wine and other refreshments. Thirty-five artists from Minnesota, Wisconsin, North Dakota, and South Dakota were selected to participate in this year's event, which celebrates variety and rewards excellence among this group of regional artists. Thank you for supporting the arts!


Friday, July 27, 2018

Winter's Caper

Oil, 4 x 4 inches

April 15th brought just over a foot of snow to Duluth, and this White-breasted Nuthatch faced the first flakes from the storm as it came rolling in. Just as some people can’t imagine winters without ice skating, skiing, or hockey, I can’t imagine winters without these hardy visitors. Technically, it was spring, but now that I live up here in the northland, I’ve become accustomed to calendars with asterisks.


Tuesday, July 17, 2018

Flowers for Chester

Oil, 4 x 4 inches

When Chester got back from flight school, he saw the flowers, but he wasn’t in the mood for condolences. And, as it turned out, he wouldn’t sing for months. This was typical of birds that returned from the academy, for it was there where they learned about Fermi's paradox, that it, in itself, wasn’t a myth. Sadly, it was true that two humans, not being able to see themselves as they really were, had a conversation about aliens and why they hadn’t visited Earth yet.


Friday, July 6, 2018

Marello's Willow

Oil, 4 x 4 inches

Marello ate a katydid but it wasn’t on the menu, so he choked it up, but not before Charlie came back with a broken sunflower in her claw. It was too late. She saw it. Later that night, the giant willow came crashing down and landed at the base of the apple tree. All of Marello’s stargazes turned into sawdust. A few hours later, after the static let up, Marello begged for forgiveness. As it turns out, that wasn’t on the menu either. At least not yet.