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“Live Oaks on Bogue Sound”

“Live Oaks on Bogue Sound” 6″ x 8″ Acrylic on Canvas

When I think of Anne and Jim Stevens, I think of the incredible view from their home on Bogue Sound. They once told me that the entire view had been covered with live oaks before several hurricanes thinned them out. However, the loss of several trees has not lessened the view. It has only changed the view to offer a beautiful vista of more sound and sky. And, the live oaks still flourish on the waterway.

I also think of stories Anne told me of her son, Alan. He would go out into the sound to search for large conch shells. I am told Alan was allergic to flowers and he discovered that bringing Anne conchs would be a treasured replacement for special gifts. Anne has one of the bountiful collections of gigantic and unusual conch collections I have ever seen.

I wanted to paint a little something for Anne’s 60th birthday. Happy Birthday, Anne! Cheers, my friend!

“Hondo and Boots”

“Hondo and Boots” 16″ x 20″ Acrylic on Canvas

For Mary Katherine’s mother, Karen, on her birthday.

To discover how this painting evolved, click HERE.

The Front Line

The Front Line 16″ x 20″ Acrylic on Canvas

The Front Line is a view of some of the fishing boats along the Morehead City waterfront. When I see them from the waterfront, they give me a sense of a brave and high-spirited fleet – dashing and gallant warriors of the adventurous sea.

For me, this resonates all the more. I do not like to be at sea in anything less than a gigantic vessel. (Of course, the Titanic certainly had her share of problems, too! But at least you did not have to endure endless hours of roller-coastering from point A to point B, while buckets of water are being thrown at you from all sides amidst lightning bolt side-shows!)

My brushes with “Mother Nature’s” wrath on the open waters have given me great respect for life jackets and for those who spend their livelihoods on the ocean. I imagine that it is not an easy life. I imagine the toils, tribulations, mountainous swells and stormy seas while trying to perform the simplest, as well as the more complicated of tasks. My imagination falls short of an inconceivable reality.

Certainly there is a flip side that affords the brave and daring a certain freedom – a freedom to roam, explore, experience  -  in a manner few can. I imagine sun-kissed days, glorious sunrises and sunsets, flying fish skimming the tops of sparkling waves,  icy storages filled to the hilt with bounty, and an awaiting beer among buddies while tales of tall adventures are shared.

These  – majestic vessels and her courageous souls -  forever retain an honorable slip in “The Front Line.”

Soon Available: Arts & Things Gallery, Morehead City, N.C.

Palms at Sunset

Palms at Sunset 6″ x 8″ Acrylic on Canvas

Outlook

“OutLook”

36″ X 56″ Gallery Wrapped Acrylic on Canvas

Original Artwork and Prints Available:

Arts & Things Gallery, Morehead City, NC

"Icing Shrimp"

"Icing Shrimp" by Sharon Kearns

“Icing Shrimp” 16″ x 20″ Acrylic on Canvas

“Icing Shrimp” is the fifth painting in the Clyde Phillips Seafood Market collection.

In the back of Clyde Phillips Seafood market, Jimmy Phillips is pouring shrimp from the scales into a corrugated box to prepare for packaging.  The “Miss Gwendolyn” shrimp boat captain scooped ice directly from a gigantic ice pile in the freezer room and will shovel it onto the freshly caught shrimp.

Again, I was amazed by the darkness of the work area, lit only by the open bay doors. The sunlit illumination of the men working and the wet glow of the floor were creative elements I wanted to convey in this painting.

The old seafood markets, like Clyde Phillips, are quickly becoming obsolete – a thing of the past.  With each painting in this series, I have felt more and more compelled to create an enduring, creative representation of the Clyde Phillips Seafood Market story -the story of one old little North Carolina seafood market that continues to engage and impact their coastal community.

Rinsing Shrimp

“Rinsing Shrimp” 16″ x 20″ Acrylic on Canvas (sold)

“Rinsing Shrimp” is the fourth painting in the Clyde Phillips Seafood series.

The painting depicts Jimmy Phillips and his helper in the back of the seafood market. They are pouring freshly caught shrimp into an old bathtub. Water is pouring through a hose to cleanse the shrimp. Jimmy will take a large strainer to gently stir the shrimp around in the tub. He will pick out small squid and other “undesirable” urchins and remove them from the tub. From there, the shrimp are strained and ladled onto hanging scales to be weighed. Icing and packaging become the final steps.

The back area of the seafood market is lit only from the sunlight shining through the bay doors. The backdrop lighting illuminates the two men, providing an interesting glow and shadowing effect that I wanted to capture. The cool, wet floor with all its textures radiates with golden color from the sunlight. Through the bay doors, the fishing docks and boats reflect the bright white of the mid-day sun.

Vern Weighing Shrimp

“Vern Weighing Shrimp” 14″ x 11″ Acrylic on Canvas (sold)

“Vern Weighing Shrimp” is the first of a series of paintings from Clyde Phillips Seafood in Swansboro, NC, that will soon be available at Tidewater Gallery in Swansboro.

Over a two-day period some weeks ago, I had the opportunity to spend many hours at Clyde Phillips Seafood taking pictures and learning more about the fishing industry in Swansboro. Clyde Phillips is one of the few remaining “old-timey” seafood markets in North Carolina. No doubt the market has been freshened up over the years. However, Clyde’s still retains many of the old “look and feel” traditions of seafood markets that are fast diminishing in this country.

As I walk in the front door, all of my senses are immediately alerted to the fact that I am in a seafood market. It is easy to imagine that things have not changed radically over the years at Clyde’s -  even with freshly painted white walls, bright, tropical green trim, and comfortably padded rocking chairs for “staying and visiting awhile.”  Old, black and white photographs of commercial fishing boats and crew from days long past adorn the walls like trophies. New colored photos join the old on the walls to help create a virtual history of this special place and the community it serves. Customers, both local and summer vacationers, form a steady stream into the market to see the catch that has just arrived and make their selections for the  evening’s dinner.

My many visits to the Swansboro area indicate to me that Clyde Phillips is truly adored by the Swansboro community and it’s summer tourists. It is as though everyone knows that one day Clyde’s will no longer be as it is today -  a thriving, vibrant hub for fresh, local seafood… a place where old-timers still tell stories of days past.. and locals share their life-long passion and enthusiasm with a stranger who says she wants to paint pictures of their day’s work.

I had the opportunity to see fishing boats and shrimpers coming in to deliver the day’s catch in the back of the market. Fascinated, I keenly surveyed the seafood coming off the boats, being cleaned, weighed, iced down and packaged for shipping… and asked a lot of questions. Proudly, all questions were met with answers to help educate this unfamiliar observer. I watched other ships being loaded with ice to depart for a week-long trip to the Pamlico Sound. Throughout my visit, I had the freedom to just follow around the fishermen and the Clyde’s staff just to see what would happen next.

I met fishermen – captains and crew -  who not surprisingly told some tall fishing tales of times long gone. One gentleman, a local photographic chronicler of Clyde’s,  shared his own digital photos from his camera with me. I impressed upon him that I was not there to “take his job,” but only to take pictures for my artwork.

As well, I was able to watch the guy’s at Clyde’s cleaning fish and shrimp to be freshly and immediately prepared for retail sales. In the painting above, Vern was weighing freshly caught shrimp for a regular customer’s purchase. In the background, there are a couple of kids checking the latest news on their PDA’s. Ahh… the old – and the new – both have a home at Clyde’s!

I do not know Vern’s story or how he ended up at Clyde’s, but I do know that he is beloved by the locals and tourists alike. I do not usually paint people, as this is not my strength…  However I found Vern to be an interesting character – a character I felt compelled to try to paint as accurately as possible. My sense is that he has a story to tell…  a much longer story than my brush can bristle. I wanted to find a way to somehow memorialize Vern’s work at Clyde’s as one of the familiar and cherished staples of the Swansboro community…  And, in Vern’s words.. “Maybe we’ll be famous!”

Here’s to you, Vern!

I owe a sincere “thank-you” to Jimmy Phillips and the crew at Clyde Phillips Seafood! Stay tuned! There is much more to come!

"Seafarer's Guiding Light"

“Seafarer’s Guiding Light” 16″ x 20″ Acrylic on Canvas Panel

I have always been amazed by the North Carolina lighthouses.. and often surprised at the number of North Carolinians who have never visited them.

Highly recognizable, the black and white diamond decked lighthouse at Cape Lookout was not always black and white, nor was it a lighthouse. Since, there is no house attached, the structure is really a light tower. In fact, of the four lighthouses protecting North Carolina’s Outer Banks, only the lighthouse at Currituck Beach is an actual lighthouse; the other three, Cape Lookout, Cape Hatteras, and Bodie Island are light towers. Their names changed to lighthouses, when authorities conceded after much confusion; everyone insisted upon calling them all lighthouses.

Built in 1812, the original octagonal light tower at Cape Lookout, painted red and white, was only 98′ tall. Even perched atop the 8′ sand dune, the structure was too small, too ineffective, mariners rightfully, complained. Throughout history, over 600 ships have sunk along the coast of the Outer Banks. The area off the Carolina coast, dubbed the graveyard of the Atlantic, was too dangerous to traverse without an effective guiding light, claimed Sea Captains. Along this section of the outer banks, hidden shoals extend for 14 miles out into the Atlantic. The shallow sandbars constantly shift under the pressures of the strong currents. Here the cold waters of the Labradors meet the warm waters of the Gulf Stream and they furiously collide, and clash. The effects of the treacherous hidden shoals, combined with the strong currents, can rip a ship to shreds in a matter of minutes. “There is greater danger from seeking the light than any danger it marked,” Seafarers claimed referring to the poorly designed lighthouse.

If you have ever boated to “The Cape” you know that the weather and conditions can change rapidly. Small crafts, as the one depicted in my latest painting, can suddenly become very frightening places to be. The one thing missing from the painting are the life jackets on the sailors. Whenever I heard the words, “get out the life jackets,” I knew that it would be a roller coaster of a ride home! And, you can not get out and walk, if you do not like gigantic swells.

At the bottom of a wave trough, you see only walls of neighboring swells. Above the walls of water, you see only sky. At the top of the trough you can see as far as the eyes can see, as if atop a mountain.

To this day, rapidly changing conditions at sea impact and remain clear in my mind from days long past.

"Breakaway to the Beach"

Something a little fun and festive to watercolor this week for the Mid-Atlantic Chapter of the National Multiple Sclerosis Society!! For those avid cyclists in North and South Carolina, you may see this artwork again in the upcoming months!! Stay tuned!