The Art & Writings of Daniel Ambrose
It’s been foggy and overcast most of the week here in Maine as we wrap up two weeks with my dear friend Mary Erickson’s Nanatuck Group. Tomorrow we’ll stay with Helga at Eight Bells before heading back to Florida and tropical storms. I've posted some of my Maine...
A silent bird glides out of the fog that lays a gray, moist blanket over the land and obscures the cove as I write this in a house full of sleeping people. Unseen gulls cry, catbirds mew, and the coffee percolates as I process my thoughts from the past 12 days in...
Muted classical music floats through the studio. The morning sun polishes my coffee cup. My cat, Remey, languidly stretches on the floor at my feet. A good time to reflect as I prepare for a trip to Maine. When I was a child, I spent some nights at my grandma...
Greetings! Google made changes to my blog posts that are emailed and I wanted to update you. When I publish a new blog post on my website, they go out automatically to subscribers via email through Mailchimp or Google’s Feedburner service. Beginning July 1, Google...
Cheryl Newby Gallery was so excited about the 6 new new egg tempera paintings I recently sent them they are hosting a pop up show. Shown here are two of my paintings in the exhibit, Bath Time and Morning Bath. These were such fun to paint! It is a scene I've...
"Even if time is just a flicker of light" - Neil Finn A Flicker of Time is a large oil painting, 36 x 48 inches available at Hughes Gallery. Many of my paintings begin life as words and memories. Word pictures alight from passages in books, overheard conversations...
Her Grace is one of seven small egg tempera paintings on my easel right now. See on Instagram. In a previous post, The Light Keepers, I asked for your earliest memory. It was heartening to read your emails and comments sharing your own memories. Thank you. Your...
I am pleased to announce that my egg tempera painting May Twilight was selected for the Copley Society National Show: Connected Land & Sea! I wrote a little about my inspiration for May Twilight in this post. The Copley Society of Art is the oldest non-profit...
They came down from the sky to alight on the shore, and left their hieroglyphic tracks pressed in the sand. I followed them to the sea. They gathered in the shoal where decades ago my children played as toddlers. The surf receded, the clouds parted, and the sun...