Category Archives: Watercolor

His stories are an offering

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Sometimes you connect with another human being. It’s one of those things we strive for, were made for, and when it happens it’s a thing of beauty.

This painting has been over 2 years in the making. I’ve painted this painting so far 2 times. I expect that I will paint it at least once more in the near future. I’m finding as I paint this man’s face, I not only discover more about him and his story and his life, but I’m able to see and extract my story, as well.

And isn’t that what a fine piece of art does? It allows us to experience another through the filter of ourselves. We all have stories to offer.

This painting will be with me in Site 1 at the Durham Art Walk, Saturday and Sunday. Please say “hi” and let me know you read it here!

His Stories are an Offering
15×22 watercolor; $850

A daughter’s look

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Sometimes you connect with another human being. It’s one of those things we strive for, were made for, and when it happens it’s a thing of beauty.

A painting is an exploration of the spirit of the subject, but also an exploration of the spirit of the painter. When the painter loves the subject, it becomes so much more than a replication of life, it’s a view of that piece of life through the heart of another soul.

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Larsen’s Daughter
11×15 watercolor

Interested parties may contact me here: Kittie@KDeemer.com

Emma, Complete

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I’m so happy with this portrait. When I walk out of the room and return, I see a young girl on the brink of becoming a young woman. In her eyes is a freshness and honesty that too often gets beaten down and put in the basement as we grow older.

I wish for her an interesting journey as she grows.

On the Brink
watercolor on 100% cotton paper

Interested parties may contact me here: Kittie@KDeemer.com

On the Brink
watercolor on 100% cotton paper

Interested parties may contact me here: Kittie@KDeemer.com

The last bell peppers

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There’s always a last. A last flower, a last piece of cake (or pie), the last chocolate. While dieting, I hated seeing the last of my allowed foods. In the spring I don’t like saying good-bye to the last of the frosted mornings, or the last of the frosted moons. In autumn, I say goodbye to the last peppers. They only are around until frost.

Trois Belle Poivrons
10×10 watercolor on Yupo; $90

Winter Run, Celebrating morning

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A brilliantly cold morning, and the urge to run and jump and snort is almost irresistable. There is something totally lovely about a galloping horse and nothing like the huff-huff-huff of breath and the drumming beat of hooves on frozen ground.  The celebration of morning.

Winter Run
$225 11×14 watercolor; Purchase prints here: http://www.etsy.com/shop/KittieRueHandmade