Sand Dollar

Oil on Gallery-Wrapped Canvas

40 x 30 x 1.5

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This sand dollar was found while beachcombing near Galveston, Texas.  In folklore, these skeletal remains of sea urchins were thought to be the lost coins of mermaids.  I wish I had known that when my daughter was younger and the world was filled with magic and wonder!

Sand Dollar

Oil on Gallery-Wrapped Canvas

20x16

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With temperatures already in the upper 90s in Central Texas, my thoughts turn to the sights, sounds, tastes, and smells of the beach.  Oh, to feel the sand between my toes!  

Sand Dollar

Oil on Gallery-Wrapped Canvas

12 x 12 x 5/8

Available

Ahhhh, finally--a LARGE painting!  While I continue to practice techniques and explore different subjects with my miniature acrylic paintings, I still love the buttery feel of oils.  

This painting is available through UGallery.  

It is also available as a print in a couple of  rectangular sizes through Turning Art 

and square sizes (as originally painted) through Fine Art America.  

Miniature Painting/ACEO Art Card - Sand Dollar No. 2

Acrylic on Bristol Series 300

3.5 x 2.5

SOLD

Still missing the beach; I'm getting good mileage out of this sand dollar!

Miniature Painting/ACEO Art Card - Sand Dollar No. 1

Acrylic on Bristol Series 300

2.5 x 3.5

SOLD

I'm dreaming of the beach again.  We weren't able to go to the coast this summer and I'm suffering from withdrawal symptoms as a result.  This little sand dollar (from one I found near the surf in Galveston) certainly helps ease the suffering!

Sand Dollar

Oil on canvas panel (museum grade)

6x6

Available

Recently, I spent a week in Galveston. Envision this: A small beachfront cottage on the western edge of the island. Few tourists (other than my family of three and two small fluffy pooches). A deck that runs the length of the cottage, parallel to the beach. Large windows overlooking the Gulf. Easy access to the sand and surf. A balmy breeze. The beginnings of a magnificent sandcastle started on the afternoon we arrived. Rain. Yes, rain. Lots of it. On day #2. For the duration of the trip.
The ground was saturated. The sandcastle "melted." The fluffsters were drenched. The aroma of "wet dog" mingled with the salty sea air. Eight of the nine bottles of sunblock we packed remain unopened.
This sand dollar evokes dreams of a sunny beach vacation. Next year....

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