Cochise

By | Art, Blog, Watercolor | No Comments

Cochise Watercolor on Matte Board

Watercolor on matte board

This painting is actually of… me. I think I was about 5 when this pic was taken. This was just another day with my very first pony whom we affectionately called “Cochise.” Don’t ask where the name came from, I have no idea. All I know is he was the best first pony a girl could ask for. He taught me a lot about life, probably the most important being patience!! He was blind in one eye, older than dirt, and rarely went past a walk. When I would start crying out of frustration (because I wanted to go fast!), he would stop. But he knew something I didn’t know, and that was the fact that I was 5, fragile, and inexperienced! Anyway, this drawing is a tribute to our beloved Cochise. Every kid should get the chance to ride such a wonderful pony. Even just once.

Charlie

By | Art, Blog, Watercolor | One Comment

Charlie Watercolor

Watercolor

This was my very first “real” painting using watercolor. I just decided one day I wanted to try it out. I knew very little about watercolor at the time, and really, I still don’t know a lot about it. I just paint. I don’t know very many techniques or tricks for this medium. But I’m pretty happy with the results, anyway. Who says you need tricks?

Still Life: Garlic Press

By | Art, Charcoal | No Comments

Garlic Press - charcoal

Charcoal, 8″x 10″

This was another one of those class projects I did while at OSU. I believe this was done in one of the first drawing classes I took. There’s really not much more to that story! Just a drawing of a garlic press, on some sort of charcoal paper.

Amanda Westermier

By | Art, Color Pencil | No Comments

Amanda Westermier - color pencil
Color Pencil, 8″x 10″

When I was competing in youth rodeos, back in 2003, a fellow competitor lost her life in a terrible accident during a rodeo in Harrah, OK. She was only in her early teens. It’s one of those stories that sends chills down my spine every time I think about it. I still remember being there that day, and I remember thinking how everything about the youth rodeos would change from that day forward. And it did. Amanda Westermier was a special person who loved what she was doing. She lived for the sport and everything that comes with it. It was a terrible tragedy that I will never forget.

Shortly after the accident, I was asked by the Heart of Oklahoma Youth Rodeo Association to create a portrait of Amanda for her friends and family… and anyone else who knew her. A limited number of prints were sold and most of the proceeds went to a charity in Amanda’s name.