Portraits

My grandfather, Lee Watson

My sister, Julie Stults

Three Cities

Three Cities: Macon (St. Joseph's), Atlanta (Skyline), Chattanooga (Walnut St. Bridge)

Head Drawing 4

And, we have color! Scumbling on cardboard
An analogous scheme in pastel

Pastel

Back to chalk...

Head Drawing 3

Head Drawing 2

Head Drawing 1

Landscapes

The hangliding jump-off spot on Lookout Mountain.

Ok, not the best cropping job, but this is how it "landed"

in the frame and I couldn't crop it "neatly" without losing edges.

Another of Pescadero Beach

using a different brush technique.

Finished Napa Valley: This is one of my favorite pieces

of those I completed this semester!
Phase 2 of Napa Valley: A work in progress.
You may notice how some of the colors have been
altered in the previous image and how
shadows have been softened or darkened
to enhance atmospheric perspective.

Phase 1: Napa Valley value study. The initial phase
to create a sense of real value and perspective
before overlaying color.

Some More From Landscape

Daffodils and a windmill. Gifted to my little sister.
Given to my mother; a quaint farm area.

A marina landscape

Pescadero Beach

Washington Park in Macon

More From Figurative Studio

Some more nudes from my figurative studio class.

Works in Progress...(some bits from old scribbles I found)

In Progress 1

Outside, the sky is thick

with the heaviness of

night.

The voices of Your people

lifted up,

looking for Your light.

Then, from the distance

You

call out

and all the darkness scatters.

In Progress 2

So I'm chasing the rain

in hopes that Your grace

will wash over me,

I fall on my face,

tumble to my knees,

chasing the rain,

in thirst of You.

In Progress 3

Somewhere she sits,

beyond ordinary thought

and the phone rings,

but she doesn't answer.

She is not aware,

lost in the land of a make-believe world

she's been made to believe,

when some quiet voice breaks the

rule.

And we, really, are all the same,

dressed up in our business suits and ballgowns,

tough guy faces and tattered crowns

we've made for ourselves to wear

We are all lost in teh fame,

lost in the land of make-believe

we've been made to believe

until Your quiet voice breaks through

and light shines right

into the corner of the room,

where I am now

face to face,

looking at You.

The Walnut Street Bridge in Chattanooga. Completed for my landscape class this semester.




















Some nudes completed for my figurative studio class.

Art Work

This is a piece I did for an auction Christ Chapel held to raise money to help defray the cost of a member who had recently been battling with cancer. At the time of the auction/exhibit, she was in remission! GREAT NEWS!

These are two pieces I completed for my landscape class this semester. Both are of the Napa Valley region.

Along with a nude completed in my figurative studio class. This is the piece that I spent the most time on this semester as it was my final project.

All followed by the "thumb" of one of the prior Napa Valley landscapes, pushing a split-analogous color scheme.