Fresh off the Easel... 24" x 18" x .75" Acrylic on Cradled Panel Click HERE for purchase info. Visit http://www.joanfullerton.com to view more of my work.
At the shoreline everything is so still and quiet at days end.
The only sound is the breaking of the softly rolling waves as they make their
journey up to lap at the sandy beach. Even the birds seem to know it's time to
settle in, have a snack and quietly watch a truly magnificent sunset.
by Artist Barbara Haviland This little show off posed and posed for us at Moody Gardens in Galveston I loved painting him.and have done so a few times Click to Purchase. BarbaraHavilandFineArt.com
by Artist Barbara Haviland My Grandsons and I found this pretty bird at Moody Gardens in Galveston,Texas one summer. He is done in oils on a stretched canvas. BarbaraHavilandFineArt.com Click to Purchase
At the shoreline everything is so still and quiet at days end.
The only sound is the breaking of the softly rolling waves as they make their
journey up to lap at the sandy beach. Even the birds seem to know it's time to
settle in, have a snack and quietly watch a truly magnificent sunset.
At the shoreline everything is so still and quiet at days end.
The only sound is the breaking of the softly rolling waves as they make their
journey up to lap at the sandy beach. Even the birds seem to know it's time to
settle in, have a snack and quietly watch a truly magnificent sunset.
At the shoreline everything is so still and quiet at days end.
The only sound is the breaking of the softly rolling waves as they make their
journey up to lap at the sandy beach. Even the birds seem to know it's time to
settle in, have a snack and quietly watch a truly magnificent sunset.
At the shoreline everything is so still and quiet at days end.
The only sound is the breaking of the softly rolling waves as they make their
journey up to lap at the sandy beach. Even the birds seem to know it's time to
settle in, have a snack and quietly watch a truly magnificent sunset.
This is the sight that greeted me on our first morning in San Miguel de Allende, Mexico. The little bird posed obligingly on top of the dome. Bougainvilleas bloom profusely there, and there were many flowers I didn't recognize.
One night we went to Mi Casa, and heard incredible music; it was so good that there was no conversation or clanking glasses. The violin practically wept with the sound of moving Argentine music. It was worth the trip to hear something so profoundly beautiful.
I have many generous photographer friends that keep me inspired by their wonderful captures. This painting is inspired by a friend's photo and by the view out my windows of my forest.
18 x 18 Acrylic on Canvas. Painted on all sides.
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