A New Half Dozen….


I am not sure where the time goes, but it certainly has flown by! Here are a few of my latest pieces, six in all. Hope you enjoy them.



Adirondack View, 8×10 oil pastel


Rolling Thunder, 8×10 oil pastel


Winter Stream, 8×10 oil pastel


January Snowfall, 8×10 oil pastel


Louden Road Pond, 8×10 oil pastel


Winter Field, 8×10 oil pastel



Well, here it is Thanksgiving weekend, and in a few weeks it will holiday time once again. I haven’t posted in a while, and realized it is because I have really been making an effort to spend as much time as I can soaking up my favorite season, Autumn. It has been a beautiful season this year, and as always, one that seems too short. Here are a few of the pieces I painted to remind me of the season I enjoy so much. ~Rita


November Song, 8×10 oil pastel



My Kitchen Window, 8×10 oil pastel



Autumn Falls, 8×10 oil pastel

Unexpected Guests…

Saturday, while the weather was nice,  I went to a new spot to paint outside… a water canal park which is part of the Hudson River Canal System.  There is lots of water, and marshy areas that are really beautiful. As I was walking along the path to set up my easel there was a four-foot  heron who decided to walk a few feet in front of me on the path. Surprisingly he was not afraid of me, and we walked “together” for quite a way.  As I watched him   I thought what a wonderful unexpected guest!  But as my day went on, I  was quickly  reminded that all guests aren’t created equal….

After I set up my easel and started painting in the late afternoon sun, I was attacked by a swarm of gnats! And when I say swarm, I mean swarm.  They were getting on the painting, in my hair, and biting my arms.  And, guess who forgot to pack the bug spray?  Needless to say, the session was cut short, and the painting finished in the studio. Here is  my painting, Canal Park, which  holds memories of two of the most unexpected of  guests.  ~Rita


Canal Park, 8×10 oil pastel

Round Lake Preserve

I went out for a short hike yesterday, to find a new preserve that had opened up nearby. Most of the trails are currently under construction  and not open for public use, and consequently  there really wasn’t much to see.  However there was one spot…. a boardwalk that opened into to the lake, which was surrounded by a spread of dense water lilies, quietly floating  in the late afternoon sun. It was really quite a sight.  As I looked at the lily pads and the glistening reflections on the water, I thought what a  silent, peaceful sanctuary that I have stumbled upon.  ~Rita


Round Lake Preserve, 5×7 oil pastel

A Quiet Gift

This week, it is starting to happen. That time of year when  all of the  fall trees which had been bursting with color start to shed their leaves, becoming leaner; more barren, as they display their November attire.  While part of me is saddened to see those bright colors fall to the ground, there is a beauty in this transformation that I find spellbinding. I see their  graceful inner structures come shining through, displaying a strength as they get ready to storm the upcoming winter. I spend a lot of time looking at trees,…. really looking at them… and maybe I am a little crazy, but in this looking, while I am in the majesty of their presence, I feel like I am receiving a quiet extraordinary gift.  ~Rita


Autumn Lake 11×14 oil pastel

Peak Season

While my last piece, Autumn Gold, was intended to capture the quiet subdued colors of autumn, this piece was an attempt to capture the feeling of those crazy bright fall colors which are illuminated by the sun on a day that the leaves are falling like a soft rain, and the sight just takes your breath away. I think I got so lost in the colors I was seeing that I wasn’t paying a lot of attention to the actual painting, but it didn’t matter. This painting was so much fun,… I can’t think of a better way to spend a beautiful fall day.  ~Rita



Peak Season, 9×12 oil pastel



Adirondack Morning

I have finally returned after a long hiatus from painting and blogging the past several months!  I hope you noticed I was gone.  It was a long summer and fall filled with sadness and stress but I am finally recovering and renewed with a passion to paint!  The painting below was started during a trip to the Adirondacks and just finished a couple of days ago in my studio. My plein air paintings are usually two color grisailles intended to capture the essence of the scene and then finished in the warmth  of the studio.  Hope everyone is enjoying Autumn!  I will be seeing you more from now on!   – Eden

Oil on Panel 9 x 12

Oil on Panel 9 x 12

The Magic of the Mountains….

There is a historic Inn up in the Adirondacks which has acquired a collection of my paintings. As a perk, I can vacation there. Recently I did just that, and was walking around the town during early evening watching the sun setting over the mountains.  As usual, I was struck by their beauty, and that special something that the mountains seem to own. I don’t know what it is, but without fail it pulls me in every time. My latest work was painted with that feeling in mind, that magic that you can only find in the mountains.  ~Rita


The Magic of the Mountains, 5×7 oil pastel


There’s been a lot in the news lately about the courage to be oneself  and the importance of acceptance.  And I couldn’t agree more.  What struck me  this week though, is an interesting dichotomy in my own life. As those of you who follow this blog know, my medium, oil pastels, is certainly not very mainstream. Over the course of my twenty or so years working in this medium, despite success with awards and sales, I cannot count how many people  have tried to persuade me to do use oil paints. Why? Because oil paints are seen as the mother of all mediums. Oil pastels are just seen as different. They are a relatively new medium;  people don’t know how to use them, and don’t understand how they behave. I personally do not like to use oil paint for a variety of reasons that I won’t go into here. But what I will say is that I LOVE using oil pastels. The way they blend, the way they layer, the way you can dig your hands in them and almost sculpt the pigment. Love it. No, it ‘s not  mainstream.   But they feel like me. And I am sticking with them. No, do not misunderstand…. I am not comparing my struggles in this with the Caitlyn Jenners  of the world, not at all.  I just hope that in all areas of life, whether its something as small as accepting a non- mainstream medium, or something as big as accepting someone’s lifestyle, that acceptance, rather than trying to force change, is the verdict at the end of the day.  ~Rita

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Acceptance, 8×10 oil pastel