Category Archives: Telling a Story

Two Mourning Doves on My Fence

Posted on June 12, 2025 by Sarah Sullivan

I love the black spots on the wings of mourning doves; perhaps I over-exaggerated them.

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Beach Night!

Posted on June 2, 2025 by Sarah Sullivan

Friday evening, we met at Bonita Cove in San Diego for a cookout and bonfire. My husband and I were the first to arrive; as retirees, it was our job to occupy one of the fire rings while the workers … Continue reading →

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Good Morning World

Posted on February 25, 2025 by Sarah Sullivan

It was my turn today to prepare a few photos for our Tuesday evening Zoom and paint session. So, early this morning, I was taking pictures of a houseplant bathed in the morning light. This would have been a good … Continue reading →

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Of Two Minds

Posted on February 22, 2025 by Sarah Sullivan

It was a cool, misty morning along Santa Monica Beach, but still, not everyone wanted to go home.

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In a Quiet Moment

Posted on February 6, 2025 by Sarah Sullivan

I like this portrait of my husband. I captured his pensive look and quiet mood, perhaps because I was able to work live for the first 15 minutes or so. I drew the big shapes quickly with red pastel chalk … Continue reading →

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Making Music in the Park

Posted on February 3, 2025 by Sarah Sullivan

I went to paint Marston House in Balboa Park with the Thursday Plein Air group and expected to paint a grand mansion. Instead, my attention was drawn to a group of toddlers and their parents making music in the park.

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My Sister Buys a Blanket

Posted on January 24, 2025 by Sarah Sullivan

We visited the market in San Pancho, where many beautiful blankets were for sale. My sister opened several of them and carefully examined each one with the shop owner’s help. I like this scene because the light coming through the … Continue reading →

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