Barn #16, a commission, and another foggy view of the Naval base.

Here are a few recent paintings, including two I finished this past week.

The first is my latest barn painting. I was still working on it when I posted the other 15. 
This barn is located in Skagit County, Washington, in farm country. The area has so many old barns that the county publishes a self-tour of over 50 historic barns, and there are tons of others who haven't made it to the registry yet. 
This one is on the registry and still a working barn; the farmer was on a tractor in a field behind the barn- he waved at me and I waved back when we pulled up to take the shot. The farmers on the registry are quite used to folks stopping by for a look or a few pictures. 

"Bradshaw Road Barn" Oils on canvas, 20" x 24"


This painting was commissioned by a person who wanted it as a surprise for her children and grandchildren.
The setting is the view from the back of the family's house in California.
The two grandchildren are pictured, and the title is "Sisters". The size is 24" x 28"
This painting took a very long time to complete. Right after I took the commission, I came down with a viral infection in my left ear that made me more ill than I can ever remember being, and caused extreme vertigo. I was too sick to move for a couple of weeks, and when I could finally get out of bed, moving around was still difficult. Painting a little each day became the goal, as I couldn't drive or work or do much of anything. I became exhausted easily. Consequently it took me weeks and weeks to finish, but it helped me keep my sanity. I managed to complete it within the promised time frame, though, and shipped it off about 2 weeks ago. The colors in the photo here do not do it justice- it's far more vibrant in real life. Argh. 

(10 weeks after the initial assault to my balance, the vertigo I experienced has ebbed but not disappeared. It is possible that I will have it for the rest of my life. I don't need a cane for balance any more, and at this point I can do everything necessary for self-reliance, including driving and working. The rest of it- well, we'll see, I guess.) 


At 30" x 40" in size, this next oil painting is probably one of the largest I've done in a very long time.
"Quiet Watchers" 
It is part of a group of three to five paintings that will go into a show this fall. The gallery on Bainbridge Island that represents me holds a show each year exclusively for their "new" artists- those of us who have come on board in that past year. They call it "Debutantes".

The painting is a foggy view of the Navy base at Bremerton. I've done several of the same subject. As with the barn paintings, I am interested in trying different versions of similar subjects. 

Under the photo of "Quiet Watchers" is a photo showing the three paintings completed so far for the show, drying on my studio wall.  

Left: "Rain on the Way" 12" x 24"
Middle: "One Blue Boat" 16" x 20"
Right: "Quiet Watchers" 30" x 40" 


Right now I'm taking a break from "foggy" and working on a beach view of Cannon Beach, OR.
(It's one of my favorite places on the Pacific Coast.) After that will be another barn, and then possibly a water view of New Jersey at dusk, from a photo sent to me by a cousin in Perth Amboy. 

~ Rosi

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Comment by Jonathan Wolfman on July 29, 2018 at 2:18pm


Comment by Rosigami on July 29, 2018 at 2:19pm

Jon! Thank you. :)

Comment by koshersalaami on July 29, 2018 at 3:07pm

Way cool. I’d love to hear how the person you commissioned the back yard view reacted to it.

Comment by moki ikom on July 29, 2018 at 3:14pm

love the barns

Cannon Beach, yes.  i wonder what indigenous folks culture had, possibly still do, though they were probably aligned with Nez Perce who were run to dust by the U.S. Army.  

Anyway, not being too fond of english words to describe geography of 'conquered' stolen land in the Americas, found this at wikipedia :

Clark applied the name "Ekoli" to what is now Ecola Creek.[9] Ehkoli is a Chinook word for "whale".[9] Early settlers later renamed the creek "Elk Creek", and a community with the same name formed nearby.[10]

In 1846, a cannon from the US Navy schooner Shark washed ashore just north of Arch Cape, a few miles south of the community. The schooner hit land while attempting to cross the Columbia Bar, also known as the "Graveyard of the Pacific." The cannon, rediscovered in 1898, eventually inspired a name change for the growing community. In 1922, Elk Creek was redubbed Cannon Beach (after the name of the beach that extends south of Ecola Creek for 8 miles (13 km), ending at Arch Cape) at the insistence of the Post Office Department because the name was frequently confused with Eola. Elk Creek itself was renamed Ecola Creek to honor William Clark's original name.[10]


Comment by marilyn sands on July 29, 2018 at 5:23pm

Love the detail on 'The Sisters' & all your barns are fabulous.

Comment by Rosigami on July 29, 2018 at 5:34pm

Hi Kosh,

The person who commissioned the California piece loves it. She told me that her daughter's family was away for the month of July; in the meantime, she was going to hang it in their house so it would be up on the wall when they got home. I am waiting to hear about their reaction. Should be soon!

Comment by Rosigami on July 29, 2018 at 5:40pm

moki ikom, thank you for sharing that information. It's important. 

Comment by Rosigami on July 29, 2018 at 5:40pm

Thanks Marilyn! Onward! 

Comment by moki ikom on July 29, 2018 at 7:01pm

you're welcome rosigami, glad you appreciate the info ... i just had to see where Eola was/is:

Eola is an unincorporated community in Polk CountyOregon, United States four miles west of Salem on Oregon Route 22 at the confluence of Rickreall Creek and the Willamette River.

If i didn't ever go through Eola though i probably could at least see its treeline on the horizon from the roof of the Marion County court house jail those several months i was incarcerated in the facility during which time the assassination attempt was made on Reagan's life and most of which time i was a jailhouse trustee allowed in daytime to walk the courthouse grounds naked but for a crotch crunching, issued always too small yellow goldish one-piece zippered to the crotch jumpsuit wearing molded plastic shower footwear. 

Comment by moki ikom on July 29, 2018 at 7:26pm

sorry for the diversion /|\ ... initial intention was/is to note how thoroughly real is the unreal vision, the shadow-looking, ghostly emanations from inside the fog bank. 


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