This is a tiny 8 x 10 painting. It is of one of the cows I discovered on a snowy farm in Virginia. Yes, that was one beautiful yellow sunset. It looked just like I painted it, and that is why I felt compelled to jump out of my car and trudge through the cold snowy air and watch the sun set on this cow.
Sunday, March 24, 2013
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
Evening Visitor
It had just snowed earlier on this almost spring day and the sun was setting across this farm in Virginia. The cows were actually "lowing" which seems to be a long quiet slow drawn out sound which was not like the normal moo. They seemed a bit concerned about me visiting them so late in the evening. Although it was February, the sound they made reminded me of a song we sing in December.
The cattle are lowing the poor baby wakes, but little Lord Jesus no crying he makes. I love thee Lord Jesus look down from the sky and stay by my cradle til morning is nigh."Away in Manger" ..
The cattle are lowing the poor baby wakes, but little Lord Jesus no crying he makes. I love thee Lord Jesus look down from the sky and stay by my cradle til morning is nigh."Away in Manger" ..
Saturday, March 9, 2013
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Tuesday, Mar. 05, 2013
Art After Hours Painter Uses Art To Help Community
BY SARAH BARR - SBARR@NEWSOBSERVER.COMShe keeps a camera at the ready to record the scenes that captivate her so that she can paint them later. And she has found a way to use her art that she didn’t expect – by working in the community to help at risk youth with problems such as cutting, depression, and drug addiction.
The Local-based artist, who paints under the name T. Angelique, is the featured artist at The Cotton Company,. The gallery will hold an artist’s reception Friday for Art After Hours.
Labels:
Awards,
NON-PROFIT MINISTRY,
Volunteer Work
Friday, March 1, 2013
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
My reproduction of William-Adolphe Bouguereau's Painting -"l' innocence
This is a very large painting and so it was the one I decided to put in the window of my display at the Cotton Company in Wake Forest. I was delighted when the mother of an 11 year old girl called and explained to me that her daughter begged her to stop the car and go back to let her get out and look at it. After inspecting it she requested a smaller 11x14 reproduction for her upcoming 12th birthday.
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Sunday, February 24, 2013
Saturday, February 16, 2013
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
Monday, February 11, 2013
Sunday, February 10, 2013
Road Block Moove Over
A Friend of mine captured a Photo of these cows when she was on her honeymoon in Ireland, and I just had to paint them.
Friday, February 1, 2013
Hannah in the Sunlight
Hannah in the Sunlight: This Painting won second place in the January 2013 Artist Monthly Challenge for Contemporary Fine Art International
http://www.cfai.co/art-challenge-january-2013-shiny-and-new/
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
Thursday, January 24, 2013
The Golden Gifts
I did a photo shoot of my grand daughter this Christmas and when I got ready to paint I saw the Easter Bunny laying in the rocker behind her. I pondered painting it out and after serious consideration decided to leave it in. The reason I left it in is because Christmas and Easter are not just two separate Holidays. As I painted this picture of my grand daughter I decided its title would be "The Golden Gifts" and I hope one day my granddaughter will understand why. As I reflected on all of this I pondered God sending his son to earth to be the way of salvation for those who believe. How else could we connect with a God who is a spirit unless we realize he knows what it is like to be human? This story is not complete with out Easter and the knowledge that just as Jesus chose to come to earth to be an example of forgiveness and holiness he also chose to be a sacrifice for our sin, how else can we connect with a God so infinitely holy and pure? No other God that men choose to worship died for His people. When He walked the earth He told us to lay down our lives for each other, how could he ask that unless he was willing to do this himself?
..and this is my commandment that you love one another, greater love has no man than this, that he would lay his life down for his friends. You are my friend if you keep my commandments..John15: 13:14
I received little rocking chair in the background as a Christmas gift in 1960.
Labels:
ACRYLICS,
Portraits,
The Artist in Me- Journal
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
What Getting A Speeding Ticket And Art Critics Have In Common
The Traveling Artist recently put her camera in the car to visit an old friend. A bit of snow had jsut fallen in North Carolina and Virginia and I was already anticipating the joy of coming around the corner on one of the back roads to see a cow in the snow, I was going to pull over and capture a shot. I did not anticipate pulling over for anything else. I do not like highways but in this case I had to begin the trip by taking the highway and I got behind a large truck throwing bits of debris, I was deep in thought about art, so at first I just trudged along behind it. When I decided to pass I gunned the engine and pulled into the left lane only to look up and see flashing blue lights behind me. What was my reaction? I was not surprised, or angry, and my heart did not change a beat -I thought to myself, " Hum, I am curious what I did besides pass this truck." I know you do not believe me but you will have to take my word for it. I got around the truck and pulled over into the right lane and was pulling onto the shoulder when the flashing blue lights whipped on past me, I was not the offender. I pulled back on to the road and continued my thoughts about art, but thoughts about policemen and tickets now interfered. Why was I not afraid when I thought I was about to get a ticket, or relieved when I did not? I think it is because I know that receiving correction is good for a person. I try hard to see life as learning, even if it is from a policeman telling me he found something I did that deserved punishment. Even if I do not understand another persons reasons or interpretation of a situation I still celebrate honesty and correction.
A policeman is not going to preface his words with "Well I think you may have been.. or maybe you should have," neither is he going to say " You always.. You never, You are this or that.- Each mistake will be handled on the side of the road, individually. He is going to get right to the point and I like that.
I think an artist has to learn to accept judgement and to refrain from being defensive in order to grow as a painter. You can only get peace with your painting and your life until you are able to accept criticism and instruction. It is not enough to say to yourself, well that is your opinion when someone looks at your art and gives an honest appraisal, instead you must get to the place of being able to take a fresh look at it from their eyes. You do not have to change it, although I have found that when I try what ever it is the person has told me, more often than not- it was just what I needed to do. When I can not do the suggested correction in my experience it is good to put that information, instruction or opinion into my"things to think about " file. When you are able to approach life that way it makes it so much more interesting to ask another - So tell me what you think honestly . As they give me their advice I try hard not to think of my own reasons or explanations of why I am doing what I am doing. It is harder when one person in the conversation is trying to prove they have the only way of looking at something, or if they feel they have a case against you, your work, action or personality. Some people compromise, some give in, some only want to win. Once reasonable people realize you are willing to learn and value their opinion you can grow and learn so much faster. This is fun to do with strangers, but is especially rewarding in relationships with people you trust and value, and this approach works with so much more than art. Trust me.
A policeman is not going to preface his words with "Well I think you may have been.. or maybe you should have," neither is he going to say " You always.. You never, You are this or that.- Each mistake will be handled on the side of the road, individually. He is going to get right to the point and I like that.
I think an artist has to learn to accept judgement and to refrain from being defensive in order to grow as a painter. You can only get peace with your painting and your life until you are able to accept criticism and instruction. It is not enough to say to yourself, well that is your opinion when someone looks at your art and gives an honest appraisal, instead you must get to the place of being able to take a fresh look at it from their eyes. You do not have to change it, although I have found that when I try what ever it is the person has told me, more often than not- it was just what I needed to do. When I can not do the suggested correction in my experience it is good to put that information, instruction or opinion into my"things to think about " file. When you are able to approach life that way it makes it so much more interesting to ask another - So tell me what you think honestly . As they give me their advice I try hard not to think of my own reasons or explanations of why I am doing what I am doing. It is harder when one person in the conversation is trying to prove they have the only way of looking at something, or if they feel they have a case against you, your work, action or personality. Some people compromise, some give in, some only want to win. Once reasonable people realize you are willing to learn and value their opinion you can grow and learn so much faster. This is fun to do with strangers, but is especially rewarding in relationships with people you trust and value, and this approach works with so much more than art. Trust me.
Sunday, January 6, 2013
All Her Ducks In A Row
This is a painting I did of my nieces daughter.. she is the blond with the determined look on her face leading the pack! This child has the biggest brown eyes I have ever seen and she has a great imagination.
Friday, January 4, 2013
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Vincent (Starry Starry Night) Don McLean
I have always loved this song, but I will admit I did not like Vincent van Gogh's art until I learned his story. The struggles Vincent van Gogh had and his beautiful swirling colors remind me to be nonjudgmental and enjoy the differences that make each one of us unique. We all suffer, some of us suffer in black and white, some of us struggle in vivid color.
When I was at Duke University Hospital as part of the Chaplaincy training, we were reminded to search for and listen to a patients life story, each person has a string of events that they have lived through that becomes a part of them. During times of trouble, pain, sickness, death, or hurt, our past story intertwines with current trials and things can become overwhelming; until some one comes along beside you and tells you it is okay to experience life, struggles and all, and assures you that they will work through it with you. Chaplains do that, true friends do that.
I discovered the same thread when working with troubled teens. Their story is still all entwined with their family, their story sometimes is short and confusing. Many times they get hung on a certain narrative of what they feel life is supposed to look like. When you put a blank canvas in front of a troubled teen they see one blank canvas and think of all the
complicated steps to make one painting. They are afraid to make a mistake. When you tell them to just paint one block of shape at a time and that if they do not like it they can paint the canvas back to white and start over - then they begin to relax and create something they can enjoy. Life is like that, one step at a time, add a little color and see what takes shape, give yourself and others lots of forgiveness to cover up the mistakes, start over.
If no one else believes or listens to your story, paint it. If you do not like what you have done, paint over it.
Brothers On The Beach
A client sent me this photo to paint as a gift to her daughter. She said " I know the little one is scratching his bum but we think this is so cute!" I had a hard time not calling it the " Red Solo Cup" - because the older brother is sipping his breakfast juice from a red Solo cup and enjoying the scenery. It was fun to paint- little boys with jammies on and little squirrels hopping around on their little back sides. The client texted me after Christmas and said " My daughter loved her painting!"
Sunday, December 30, 2012
Saturday, December 29, 2012
Not My Cup Of Tea
Although the title of this painting is "Not My Cup Of Tea." Actually this is my cup. I purchased it recently at a local Pottery Gallery. Then I got a new one that I love better. Tea cups are like that. I was considering putting this painting under the heading "Things I Put in My Coffee Cup", but while I was painting this I was thinking of tea.
Wednesday, December 26, 2012
Thursday, December 13, 2012
Shadows of Turning
Over Thanksgiving my husband and I went out of town to visit old friends. We began our journey home around sunset and took the scenic route. On a back road I saw this church with a tree shadow on the side that was stunning. So I hollered "Stop and let me get a picture!" My husband who years ago would have kept driving did stop and I hopped out and got a few shots. Tonight, while I painted it I reflected on how it would have only taken a few moments for the sun to have changed positions and I would have missed this wonderful picture. Sometimes change is not so easy.. change seems to take things away, but sometimes it gives us something better. Certainly an example of a change for the better is that now my husband will take back roads and stop to enjoy looking at shadows on churches, I guess after 34 years he is beginning to understand my relationship with both my art and church! I love churches and all they stand for, but I have always served in church like it was a full time job... lately there has been a change and I sense God teaching me to slow down and enjoy Him in a more prayerful, quiet way. I am enjoying my gift of painting, I am enjoying the solitude and the peace, I am enjoying going to church and listening. Things change... but I am so glad God never does..Every good gift and every perfect gift cometh down from the father of lights, in whom there is no variableness neither shadow of turning. James 1:17
Labels:
ACRYLICS,
Churches,
The Artist in Me- Journal
Friday, December 7, 2012
A Morning Ride With Gus, Tuffy, and Smokey
A
Morning Ride With Gus, Tuff & Smokey.
One Autumn morning I took my camera and
went out
to take photos of these barns and old house with colorful
weeds that hugged the porch.
To my delight a family rode up on Gus,
Tuff and Smokey
and tied them up to go into the
country grocery which was
across the road from the old house.
These are well loved horses
and from what I understand they have
lots of cute "horse clothes"
you know, blankets and such that they
wear.
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
Up on Blocks
UP ON BLOCKS
This is an old gas station that I had to drive by 4 times a day for about 15 years. It was on the way to take the kids to school and back. Under the eaves there was always something awesome, sometimes a tractor, or a truck. When I went to take the photo the old sign was gone and I could not remember what gas company it was. Thankfully the metal case was still hanging from the wire and with a little research I found out it was a Phillip's 66. That rang true, I remember telling the kids that I was going to go climb up the pole and get the sign for their dads 66th birthday because his name is Phillip. Now in my old age I realize maybe it isn't such a good idea to tell your kids you are going to take a sign.. at any rate it was a a trip down memory lane to paint it, and I am glad I took the time to do it before this old station is gone.
Sunday, December 2, 2012
Portrait of My Daughter
Portrait of My Daughter
This is a portrait of my daughter sitting in an old art deco chair that belonged to her great grandmother. The Dog is Oz, and Boisley is the cat calmly looking out of the window over her shoulder. Courtney has always loved books so a portrait with out books would not be complete. The books are on an old Hoosier cabinet passed down from me, on which sits the infamous trailing Philodendron which has traveled with Courtney from city to city and manages to thrive in any environment. Can there be any more sentiment stashed in a portrait? Well, yes! The painting in the background is one of the first canvas paintings I painted and it travels with my daughter and hangs in her home.
Labels:
OILS,
Portraits,
The Artist in Me- Journal
Thursday, November 29, 2012
Far Away
This is a painting that I wanted to do because of the way this old lady in India is in such deep thought. I find myself wanting to depict the lives of women, especially as we get older and wiser.
Labels:
OILS,
Paintings of people along the way,
Portraits
Monday, November 26, 2012
Saturday, November 17, 2012
First Snow on the Autumn Leaves
First in a Series of Barns and Places along the Wayside
There are old barns, gas stations, beat up trucks, and tractors dotted along the road sides of the paths we take in life. They testify of the hopes and plans others have had many years ago. As we pass by these places each day we begin to feel comfortable with them, we know them like the back of
our hand yet we never stop and really look at them. Seasons change, time passes
as the new moves in and the old goes the way of things of age, these things begin to slowly get rusty or gray, shrivel up, lean, groan and then one day we pass
by and notice too late, that it's gone. We miss it and we never really knew we were
going to.
I wanted to stop and paint a few of them. Not for you, or my kids, but for myself. To say hello to them for the first time maybe, and or even possibly good-bye, because even if they are not going away anytime soon, I for one am just passing though.
For what is your life? It is even a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away. James 4:14
Wednesday, June 27, 2012
Friday, June 1, 2012
Non Profit Ministry Project Summer 2012
Tammy uses art in the community in order to reach out to drug addicted youth with destructive habits such as self-mutilation, alcoholism, and drug use. She has had success in rehabilitating and restoring them to a life that is productive and effective contributing members of society. Her nonprofit, Hosanna Covenant Ministries -Art for Transforming" completed a 20x 60 community mural in the summer of 2012 to offer youth an opportunity to express themselves and create something beautiful.
Sunday, May 27, 2012
The Difference in Me and Emily Dickinson
IMAGES FROM THE PAST ....
Click on image to enlarge...
This one thing I know, everything is relative to the moment.
No matter how much you want to do the right thing you can not always do the perfect thing to save someone else's heart from breaking......
especially in the moment that yours is breaking too.
It is the intention of your heart that counts, and that is all that matters in the end. Sometimes that Robin is going to faint or fly away whether you help it or not, and sometimes your best efforts are not going to be enough. All in all- do your best- to do your best -and then you can peacefully rest... in your own little nest!
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Thursday, May 17, 2012
Monday, April 30, 2012
Saturday, April 28, 2012
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