Reverse painting on glass
Rain on Pine Bough is the last reverse painting on glass in the Spring Rain series. The colors of the reflections seen on the surface tension of the raindrops are from natural fauna in the area. With the wetness all around, the raindrop reflections are also everywhere. Yesterday I was in the woods with friends, when I noticed that there are times when one can’t focus on everything at one time, and certain areas of the vision just become color until the focus of what is being viewed is altered. I found this to be odd because the light pinks and purples I had seen became the prettiest flowers! I don’t know what kind of flowers, but the were beautiful. We had originally met there for a group picnic, but the response of attendance was exceptional, and there was more good food than could be eaten. The good company took time to enjoy as well. As a group, we toured the park at Pixley Falls. Executed on plexi-glass, this painting measures 11″ x 14″ inside the frame.
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Last fall, while thinking about skiing, my goal was to get to Pixley Falls in the Dead of Winter. With winter arriving late, and not staying as long as it used to, there was not an excess of time in which to accomplish it. There was a day late in February that was still just on the edge of being cold at about 30 degrees so we ran with it. Up to Pixley falls we went! When my husband and I got there, I realized there had been no thought given as to how we would get to the bottom of the falls while wading through about 24″ of snow. We took our skis off, leaving them up in the park area, and my trip down was navigated on my back side and more quickly than I would have chosen. I shot the pictures needed for my reverse painting on glass while having my breath taken away by the beauty of Pixley Falls in the Dead of Winter. What I saw was about one third of the area where the water falls down, in the center moving. The remaining two thirds of the falling water had been frozen solid while it was still pouring.
The trip back up the side of the falls was also breath taking, but in a much different way. I was able to loosen up my jacket only when getting back into the park area. There were doubts in my mind about whether I would arrive there. I was imagining the headlines in the local news reading
Two Senior Citizens Found Frozen in New York State Park
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While in the process of painting this addition to my Spring Rain series of reverse paintings, what I kept seeing was a section of the globe depicting most of Africa and North America. In actuality, it is only the reflections of wet leaves. There are times in the world of art when we try to read more into a painting than is there. I obviously misinterpreted, and in lieu of the fact it was my own painting, I find it ironic. Maybe the painting is only saying to enjoy the whole, the form, the color, and lastly, the content.
Even though the content is limited, I find the colors to be uplifting. I am drawn to a few of the warmer colors, such as the reds and yellows because I have limited myself to the cooler colors traditionally. Maybe I am ready to break loose in a flurry of color, and it feels wonderful!
Executed on a 14″ x 11″ of plexi-glass, “Rain drop on Twig” is done in oil colors, as are all of my reverse painting o glass. Among my Spring Rain series, this piece is a good example. To see more of my work in this area, please go to
Raindrop Reflection is a rather good example of surface tension, which was taught in my 5th grade class. It is also an example of my reverse painting on glass, in this case plexi-glass to be accurate. Even though the content is only rain water, this drop is not entirely fluid. The molecules are cohesive enough to form a small bubble of water not yet ready to drop from the moss on the tree. Because water can also be reflective, we have the image of what is behind us.
reflected on a convex surface, turning the image up side down. The most unusual part about the reverse painting on glass though, is that I painted an entirely different scene than the one in the photo I was working from. When the painting ‘Raindrop Reflection’ was finished, it was of a pretty church with an angel floating beside it. The photograph was just a street in a small town. I won’t even try to make a story up about how that happened. I was painting only what I saw. It’s just that it seems to be more than enough.
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Spring Rain brings forth so much beauty. You can feel the air getting warmer,
and so can all of the creatures of the earth.
But the spring rain continues to fall, and on everything, rinsing away the dirt until it finds the beauty of the smallest things, such as the tip of a tree limb.
And the reflections made by the volumes of water sometimes seem more real than the actual surface of what they are on. Even though I love the change of seasons here in the north, Spring is my least favorite. I think it might be the dampness that gets to me, or the mud that is everywhere. But at least I can see the beauty of spring rain. For that I am thankful.
Because the surface tension of the water of this raindrop is convex, the reflected image appears upside down. I was really quite amazed after the painting was finished. What I saw in the reverse painting on glass was the reflection of a church with what looked like an angel floating around the side of it. But when I took a close look at the spring rain photograph, it was the scene of a town street with no church in sight. Maybe my thought while painting were too deep. I got immersed in the spring rain and ought to go dry off.
Searching could not have been a pleasant job either for the dog or the man in this reverse painting on glass, yet there they were, helping in this time of need. I am amazed at the abilities of these service dogs and the people who work with them. Not that there haven’t been incredibly intelligent dogs in my own life, but who could have guessed that dogs would be able to find survivors in debris lie this? Or how about the countless belongings they turned up?
“Searching” is the last of the 2001 September 11 reverse painting on glass that I expect to be writing about, not that it was the last in the series. I think the writing about it was almost as exhausting as the painting of it. As probably every other American, I survived as a stronger person. Not because I was directly involved in the action of it, but because of the heartbreak of the losses we suffered as a country, and not knowing where loved ones were during this desperate time. Let this be a lesson that we must all be more aware of what is going on around us, so these awful events do not occur again, here or in any other place.
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This is one of the few of my reverse painting on glass of the 2001 September 11 series that was not painted in a window sash. Maybe after 16 years this tragic event in history is not consuming me, and I may have said all I have to about that day. My husband tells me that even then, for over 20 years now, Bill O’Reilly has been broadcasting his No Spin Zone. I wish I knew what he had to say about it. You see, I didn’t become an O’Reilly fan until five years ago or somewhere there about. I work the afternoon shift, so one of my big questions when I would get home every night was “So what does Bill O’Reilly have to say today?”
Now, we have to go to the pod-cast to find out because the “ins” have gotten to, or possibly bought out Fox News, and I truly believe Fox will suffer from it. Wouldn’t it be great if he started his own network and became even better than Fox? Having caught bits and pieces, and watched the program on my days off, I know Megan Kelly, Hannity and a few more would be right there with him!
Or, may the ‘pod-cast’ is the up and coming thing, and Bill O’Reilly will be a leader in the field. That would not surprise me either No matter which way it goes, he will still maintain a strong following, and I will be part of it.
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Searching Through the Ashes
Painted in a three pane window sash of refinished pine, this reverse painting on glass is one of my 2001 September 11 series. Please believe me when I say, it was not a fun or pleasant series to do, but one that I felt I had to do. Yes, this particular event is over now, but should it be forgotten? I don’t think so. And where would one begin to. New York City I am sure was not the only place searching through the ashes. Many good people answered the call on that fateful day. In addition to the first responders, the lives of the survivors of the victims have been forever changed. It only took one late summer day for the face of the United States to change. At one moment we thought we were somewhat at peace with the world, and the next, it was shattered.
Many of the terrorists who participated in this attack were trained for it right here in this country. And still there are those who want to welcome anyone who decides they want to be here without knowing why. It must be great to have your head in the clouds, but really? If we as citizens of the United States don’t look into this, I am afraid we may be searching through the ashes again.
Another of the 2001 September 11 paintings, “Burning Towers” is a reverse painting on glass in a frame rather than a window sash. I used reds and blues with the white to create what I hope to convey as a patriotic feeling for the U.S. The colors are there to say, “Yes even through this terrible event, it is still our America.” and “This is still our land, no matter how you try to hurt us, we will persevere.”
Time has passed since 2001 September 11, and I hope that I am not alone in feeling pride in our country. I am not the only one in town flying the re white and blue colors, and may it remain that way for centuries yet to come. I firmly believe we are headed in the right direction with the outcome of the 2016 election of President Trump. Even though I thought it might require several decades to right our economy after the past administration, my mind has been changed, and I feel so much more hopeful. Butt there are those who would like to ignore our electorate system and put their own ‘preferred’ in place. It doesn’t matter to them that this goes against what our country was founded on. The unfortunate part is they at powerful enough to censor the voices they do not care to hear, such as that of Bill O’Reilly from Fox News. I am not an extroverted person, don’t see too many people in the course of a day, but I know for a fact that I’m not the only one who misses his presence.
Painted in a window sash, as this scene may have been seen by someone, is a reverse painting on glass titled ‘Remembering NYCFD’. It is one of my series on 2001 September 11. I suppose you could say that this series of paintings commemorates a catastrophe, but I think of it now as the moment in time when Americans pulled together their resourses, We now have a lasting reminder of what can happen when we let our guard down. Children born since the year 2000 will have no memory of it of course, so it is up to us to never forget the occurrences of that dreadful day in history. The widows and widowers left behind will remember 2001 September 11 and Remembering NYCFD for the rest of their lives. So will the first responders who gave their all to find survivors and clean up the mess. I, personally was here in central New York State at the time, It was my day off from work. I lived alone, and there never seemed to be a time when there wasn’t a lot to get done. Every station on television was playing roughly the same broadcast of first the world trade center being hit, and then the Pentagon, and the news of the plane that went down in rural Pennsylvania. All I could think was that it was the bombing of Pearl Harbor over again. So much to do here, but so very unimportant in retrospect. May this awful lesson in history never be forgotten. To see more of my work like Remembering NYCFD, go to