
I started out thinking fig leaf and got lost in the shapes. Now it's Swiss Chard or whatever green leafy thing you like.
I like them all!
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I paint everyday- sometimes all day. At times it comes easy, flowing right out of the brush. Other times I work a painting for months. More art may be viewed at amyhautman.com. Thank you for visiting.

























Some of these desolate places are so surreal. I had to keep checking myself for a connection to what I know.
These images from the desert are stirring in me again. I am moved by the dramatic teepee shapes, heavy solid stones holding one another up, the deep dark places way down inside.
I started this piece in the desert months ago, but it just came to completion tonight. It was inspired by desert hills but moved beyond the obvious to include what is below, above and beyond.
I'm not sure why I am painting doorways lately, but to me they signify change- new paths- fresh approaches.





I have a dream of painting a row of tulips that stretches the length of my studio. Maybe it will be painted directly on a wall somewhere. Hmmmm.


The reflection is my favorite part of this painting. I like putting the paint on loose and free.
When painting I think about making nice shapes to create some movement and interest. I think about color, mood and light.
I like the composition of this little piece so much, I think I may enlarge the concept and make a flower you can walk right into!

I grew up in Minnesota where Great Blue Herons are a familiar sight. When my brother Jimmy was a little kid and saw his first flamingo he declared "A Great Pink Heron"! I always thought that was very funny (and a good guess for a Minnesota kid).








We were sitting at the kitchen counter enjoying our slices of papaya and looking at the beautiful colors and shape of the fruit. When a clump of the black seeds tumbled out of the center- I stopped the feast and wisked the subject away to my studio. This just HAD to be painted.
What a treat to paint snow! I wanted to capture the quietude of the earth gently covered with a fresh blanket of white snow.


Here is a small piece. This little baby chick would get lost on a bigger canvas. This size felt ... just right.
You may be surprised to know I take the painting process quite seriously, even when the subject is funny.
Here is a wall in my studio showing finished paintings in their frames. Dodie thought it was interesting, so here it is.
I haven't been posting much because I have no finished paintings. I have been busy working on line drawings. It is a fun way to study the shapes and expressions of the chickens. Without the use of color, lines are an effective way to express energy.
These shapes began as Japanese Maple leaves but got painted into something quite different as the piece evolved. In the last few days they are changing from bright red to deep cranberry.



This unfolded like a story as I painted it. Many evenings I worked deep into the night and then woke up early and rushed to my studio to see what had happened the night before.






I stalked Daturas for days trying to catch one open. They were either just ready to open or shriveled up. This made it especially exciting when I was led to a fully blooming cluster and got the show.
Don't know if I should call this a landscape or a still life. These majestic piles of rocks facinated me.
Upon first seeing these land formations I felt like I should spread out a prayer rug. They are... awesome. I am using that word for the first time- the Teepees deserve it.
This is only the first of many paintings of the glorious Datura with her pearly blossoms, perky buds, prickly fruit, pokey leaves and purplish stems.
Flowers are kind of "my thing", but I was so blown away by the dramatic vistas, that these little wildflowers barely spoke. This painting plays with the scale to give this delicate little dogweed a chance.
I did several small pieces on sight and then brought them home to complete. This one conveys the mystery of what lies beneath the ground.

In painting, as in life, SIMPLIFING is very good. I went on this trip because I wanted to do some serious painting. I did not expect to get that and a personal transformation as well. Here is a watercolor that captures the quietude of the desert on the cusp of a storm.









I finally finished this watercolor of grapes which I've been working on for a month. I have many pieces in progress waiting for solutions. This came together today!
Lucy is always the last at everything. Her timidness comes across in this painting and the ethereal background fits her.
I'm having fun with the purely abstract backgrounds but elaborated on the setting in this piece.



Last night I read about how fewer and fewer people are learning to write cursive and I was reminded of this piece I have been working on for months. My favorite part is the spontaneous calligraphic scribbles in the nest. It seems the motor control needed for painting is developed when learning cursive writing. If we don't have time to teach art and we don't have time to teach cursive, what will the creative people be doing in the future? What will painting look like?
My friend Penny asked recently what I think about when I paint. I said “Nothing. I just paint.” She said “You must be thinking about something!” Ever since, I have been thinking about what I think about.

Wild orchids grow nestled in trees with their wormlike roots wandering all over the place. I spent more time working with the roots and the moss than the rest of the painting. The hardest part of good painting is making it look like it happened spontaneously and wasn't labored over.
I captured some energy here. I am in a painting frenzy lately where I pick up the brush first thing in the morning and lay it down as my last thing at night.

This began with slow drying acrylics which proved not slow enough after having that luxury with oils. So I switched over and finished it up with oils. I worked with different shadows, finally settling on a soft ethereal light. How fun to put them in, take them out and put them in again- Can't do that with watercolors!





I have studied Magnolias at the arboretum and had a clear image in my mind. But the other day, on Plein- Air trip, I walked among a stand of mature trees towering 50 feet high and got a whole new perspective. The blossoms felt heavy and waxy with lots of warm shadows. It is interesting how the same flower in a different environment can feel so completely new.



One of the benefits of "Painting a Day" is that it nudges me to take paintings to completion. It is easier to grab a new sheet of paper than deal with an obstacle so I sit with a collection of almost done pieces and feel overwhelmed.
This rare Ghost Orchid has no leaves. It wraps its grayish, green roots around a Cypress tree and waits years to bloom. Then for ten days it will open, emit a nocturnal fragrance and hope to attract a Sphinx Moth for pollination. If I were a moth, I would definitely check this thing out.


I'm working on several lilacs right now. This is the freshest one. I kept myself from over working it with detail so it still has some lilt.
North Carolina is too hot for lilacs, so I have not experienced the fragrance in many years, but the memory of growing up with them is etched in my mind. In 7th grade I brought a huge bouquet of lavender lilacs to my art teacher. When she climbed up on a stool to get a vase I saw her lacy red and white underwear! I was shocked! "Teachers wear underwear like THAT?" So when I think of lilacs I do get a sweet, fresh spring air breeze, but then, I think of the underwear. Is this completely inappropriate to be revealing this on a painting blog? Probably.
This flower came entirely out of my head. I'm calling it an orchid. What if I starting painting fictional flowers. Hmmmm.

Perinone Orange is one of my favorite pigments. It is bold, opaque and great for a fine line or tiny dab of detail. I just had to try a wide area and see if I could pull it off. It screams but I kind of like it.
I ran out of heavy Arches watercolor paper so the last few paintings have been on Fabriano which has a much different feel. The paint sits on the surface. I am going to kiss the Fed ex man when he gets here with my paper order.
The Hydrangeas are just starting to open up. I had fun playing with negative shapes here.
I'm working on another piano piece that will have an orchid in the foreground. This orchid is in preparation for that.
I thought I was done painting geraniums for a while, but I guess not. Look what happened today! Sometimes it feels very good to paint some hard solid lines.
Geraniums were probably the first bright red flower I ever laid eyes on. I remember geraniums on the steps of fancy houses with wrought iron railings. Oh, there's an idea!