Category: Weekly Post



Oil, 12×16 inch, © St Germain, Bryce Canon, Utah

Doesn’t this look like fairytale land?
This is in Utah, Nat. Park where the red rocks are so overpowering,
The reason why I toned down the actual colors in Photoshop
of my plein air (open air) oil painting.
Most of the painting I had to do at the cabin, because
standing with a fierce cold wind blowing, and having
the canvas in one hand,
and a brush in the other, while taking out
the paints out of the tubes became too complicated.

Love how the sun shapes and also distorts:)
The Grapevine, in between Los Angeles and Sacramento
Sky Watch, Der Natur Donnerstag

Agapanthus, or commonly called the Blue Nile flower.
FOTD, Garden Affair, Floral Fri Foto

(Ceramic round plates Art Market in Georgetown, TX)
Makro Tex., Wordless Wed.

Love this see through roof to prettily enclose the botanical garden
in Balboa Park San Diego
One Word Sun

Posted before for a Thurs. Door post, with many reflections:)
Weekend Reflection

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FRIDAY – Fri Bliss * Weekend Reflection *
SUNDAY – One Word Sun * Sun. Best *



Correct me if I am wrong, but most may have no idea
what it means to be a painter. Art is often associated with
a fun Saturday outing with a group of people
trying out new techniques, or go to a pretty place
to do a plein air (open air scene).

It is true, the plein airs are at a pretty
place, and in the beginning, I was in a group of
beginners, but when they changed the free lessons
to paid lessons in Yosemite Nat. Park, I have painted alone.

Most of my 24 x 24 inch and bigger, have been painted
in front of an audience or alone. The two 9×7 feet,
and one 10 x 17 feet have been painted
with no one in sight, except for my hubby.
It’s not a complaint, just a fact.

For me, in many instances the preparation involved
the development of an idea, a vision, a news event
or situation. In many cases prayer was involved, if it
pertained to a certain truth I needed to display.
Actually, for me this is the most emotional,
sometimes agonizing part that I
beforehand had no knowledge of
at all. Now, if I would be a landscape painter,
this would only be limited to questions of design.

Maybe you begin to understand that the last part
brings one in a certain lifestyle and schedule.

When the kids were still at home, I began
to do the “thinking” part during
the night. Still, if I really want to focus and
try out a new thing, I still may choose the night.
Painting becomes a thing you go
to bed with and wake up with.

Then the expense. Since I have retired
I have had to curb my expenses of
canvases, brushes, paints, gadgets.
All these things have made me wonder why
I kept the most important part of my life
out of my blog, and decided to make a painting
or something art related as my first in my posts😎

These violets have been blooming all winter …
wonder when they take a rest!
FOTD, Floral Fri Foto

These windows reveal mysterious reflections
Weekend Relfection

About to fall over?
Makro-Tex, Wordless Wed., DND

It is such an anomaly for anyone in the Netherlands to own
a chainsaw that our son who lives there, asked his dad to
send a photo:) This was when we lived in
the Californian mountains. The next thing would
have been a gun – kidding!!!
Even though all of neighbors have one, lol (they are veterans)
But we always get this question from our Dutch friends:)

A big cloud in the sky
Sky Watch

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Oil. 24 x 24 inch, The Poet © St Germain

Sized up (or down) refers here to measurements of canvases
rather than someone watching if they can take you out or not!
Somehow a 24 x 24 inch canvas is very easy for me to fill.
The community in Laguna Niguel, California
had this art department that organized evenings
where you could do your favorite kind of art.
Music, writing, poetry, painting, etc.
I saw this poet, with a green velvet jacket
sitting on the floor. Deeply involved in her work,
because she had no idea I was painting her.

Looking in retrospect, the design with a strong
diagonal line upward was so effective,
that I used it for another
painting where an angel was helping out.

Green would not be the effective color here, so
I painted her with a red jacket. Also, sitting on
the floor would give the idea of casual, but
she was anything but that – very intense.

This is what I imagined. She had the feather
(more romantic) of a writer, and
numerous poems were flowing out if her hand.
I imagined she had angelic help from heaven
who guided and protected her.

Anything about the process of art make me happy!

Missing the deer in my previous backyard
Der Natur Donnerstag

Even numbers are more restful to the eye.
That is a reason why designers (and painters)
place things often off kilter or uneven.

One Word Sunday

FOTD, Wordless, Fri Floral Foto

Am sure the pool is an attraction for this store in Fredericksburg!
Originally a German settlers town, circa 1950.
Still many beer joints and German street names
Travel Tue., Weekend Reflection

A dramatic sky is never taken for granted

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Oil, 24 x 30 inch, Run With Horses © St Germain
(my own painting)

This rock (or even bunker) is a place of destiny,
purpose and provision.
Holds the keys to one’s life, purpose for which
one was born,
as well as a hide out, or safe place.
This sky, rife with revelation
where windows of opportunities appear.
This is a place where wild horses run to.

Not yet domesticated to man’s rules and commands.
Always found horses to have something regal. They have
a personality, as an owner quickly discovers.
Horses are known for their speed.

While panting this, the latter came to mind, and is Jeremiah’s talk
– a prophet (Jeremiah chap 12) with God
in which he asks why the ways of the wicked had prospered.
Why … why….?
God answers him, “If you have run with footmen and they
have tired you out,
then how can you compete with horses?

Then goes on to say that the whole land has been made desolate,
because “no man lays it to heart” (no one cares about it),
and  finishes with, “after I have  uprooted them, I will again
have compassion on them and bring each one to his inheritance…”

Something happened while I was painting this in Laguna Niquel
for an audience, that gave this painting even more meaning.
There are always new people, so I did not pay much attention
when I saw a man in the audience I had not seen before,
who had traveled more than 5 hours to be there.

In the next weeks I gathered the back story
why he was so taken with this
painting. He had expressed that “everything in
this painting spoke to him.” He had had
a tough year behind him (something to do
with recovering from addictions). Needless to say
he had a special connection with horses.
A few weeks later his wife contacted us,
to buy a print of this painting for his birthday.

It is humbling to have heard this painting helped
 someone come out the mud of his situation and set
him in the freedom and love of God he was looking for.

A reality check: it took me three weeks of sketching,
before I could paint these horses. But it was worth it!

Weekly SmilLe


We passed this building – I liked the tower.
The wall does not look lie it fits. Because of
the high bushes have no idea what kind of building is.
One Word Sunday: odd, Makro-Tex- February

Granted, I am half a year too early, but I felt like blue flowers this week –
the state flower of Texas, bluebonnets. But the park we saw these little blue beauties was 5 minutes from our previous house in Mid-California.
FOTD. Garden Affair, Travel Tue., Floral Fri Foto

Sipping on my cup of coffee at Peet’s Coffee patio,
I jolted into the reality of the moment that
I did not need looking for a reflection, I saw one right
in front of me – yay!
Weekend Reflection.

And friendly skies from the Californian forest where I lived before.
Sky Watch

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Oil, 36 x 36 inch, Double for Your Trouble, © St Germain

Painted this at the Mission in North California
in front of an audience.
 This story of Luke, the physician, tells about TWO boats,
not one (like I always thought)! Jesus asked Peter
if he could use his boat to talk to the multitudes on the beach.

After that, Jesus said to Peter to go and fish. Peter protested,
But we just fished all night, and caught nothing,
“But if you INSIST, ….”
(can you hear what he was thinking? Excuse me, you’re not
a fisherman, you’re a carpenter. You don’t know anything
about fishing!) but still, he did it.

What ended up happening, was that Peter waved
for his buddies in the other boat, to come help them,
and both boats filled up with so much fish,
that these were about to sink.

What was so amazing to me is that when
we decide to eat humble pie, we discover
why God said something. It is for MORE than we expected.

Knew that this painting would be a big job,
because I intended to paint a multitude of fish,
slithering and moving next to each other, in the nets.
This is where I began to paint. Next, I painted the fishermen
involved. Each with another sweater, facial expression
and positioning of hands. That was fun.  But most fun
was to let my imagination go with the sails of two boats
and apply my technique of light rays.

Much interest was shown for this painting. Someone came up
and told that he had had a dream, not too long ago.
When he looked at the platform and saw
what I was painting, he realized it was his dream!

Wrote this poem Aug. 2019 and happened to see it in my journal  and added it
to give you some ideas why colors are significant.

Colors Matter

All the colors come flying out of My hand
for you to war with
they speak the decrees I have sent over the land
the war has already been won
and My angels dance and sing songs of deliverance

For I am setting my people free
to become my army, to become My witness
together we will put the enemy to flight
They will be scattered, confusion will ensue
and will kill each other off.

Be on the right side, behind Me
I will do away with the ones
who think they can handle Me.
You will be protected
come what may.

© St. Germain, Aug. 2019

Last weeks I have been spending much time to update
the journals of my paintings on my
REAL SLATE table top (so heavy,
only hubby can take it off). This is when I found
the above painting back without a written process. People
who are interested should be able to look up
how it developed and my views about it.
One Word Sun – real

Love how the background turned out so painterly.
FOTD, Fri Floral Foto

Lovely Colors
Weekly Smile, Makro-Tex, Wordless

Rain, rain, rain. The upside is green grass:)
Der Natur Donnerstag

Not what it seems
The people in this booth …. well not this booth,
but the row of booths behind this one:)

Between Los Angeles and Santa Barbara. Never actually winter, but the skies are more clear, and the fog lasts almost till noon.
The mountains have really this chocolate brown color!
Sun. Best, Weekend Reflection

Deleted most of the phone lines, but left the pole, which is characteristic for this landscape in Amador County in California.
Sky Watch

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What a heritage believers have in the cross.
(this is not a painting:)) Here, on a wooden background of
the door or my big art studio when we lived in N. California
One Word Sunday, Weekly Smile

It has been cold, close to zero, but I wished snow would fall.
Often, like in my previous back yard!
Makro-Tex: Weather

One of the many orchids in the botanical building in Balboa Park, San Diego
FOTD. Garden Affair, Floral Fri Foto
And below, since I needed a wordless capture,
a small bridge in the Huntington Garden Library looking
so compelling that I included it in one of my paintings.

Sundays Best, Wordless Wednesday

Peering in one of the windows of a historical building in Old Town Sacramento
made for a very interesting reflection.
Travel Tue, Weekend Reflection

When living in Northern California, I could take sky pics every day.
It was seldom a blue sky without any pattern.
Sky Watch

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Scroll all the way down for the Thurs. Doors!

Already last year in Fall I noticed my approach/style
in painting had changed. Not surprising. Had moved
to another state, people are different in Texas than in California,
the culture is not as rushed. What threw me more
for a loop was that also the content of my paintings seemed
to have changed.

Had to think and struggle with that for a while,
before I was ready to make this visible to you.
Even though I always have been a big proponent of truth,
you may see the subject is now
not displayed in a “neutral” way.
If you don’t know what “mene mene tekel” means and
to whom it was said, you may have missed this change.

Oil, 36 x 36 inch, Mene mene Tekel © St Germain

The king had become very distraught
when a hand began to write this on the wall
(no it was not with a feathered pen)
and his advisors had no clue. Someone knew Daniel
who had served the king’s grandfather, brought him in.
Mene mene tekel means, “You have been weighed,
and you have been found lacking (wonting).
This night the kingdom will be taken away from you,”
Daniel the prophet said
to the king who thought he could use the dishes
from the temple (which are by the Jews
considered as very holy), for his guests at his party.

Maybe king Belshazzar had no idea which
consequences there were to this act?

Not a chance. Daniel started out by saying, “You know that
God had your grandfather King Nebuchadnezzar roaming around
as a beast (a lion) with hair on its back,
living outside, eating grass with claws
for seven years, before his mind came back to him.”
Then, Daniel proceeded to tell what the meaning was
of what had suddenly appeared on the wall.
That very night an enemy kingdom took over,
and Belshazzar died.

Blooming baskets – cheerfully bringing things
in perspective. Whatever this year will bring,
I choose to be determined to bloom!
And I won’t allow it to intimidate me
when I see bare branches like below.
FOTD, the Garden Affair, Floral Fri Foto

This fall and winter the grass has remained green
in Texas since we had much green. Of course, just the same
we have bare branches in January:)

Courage will give me the necessary umph
when I see a hundred steps in front of me
to climb:)

In the Fall we watched on our Ipad the ballet performance/
fundraising event they put on where Peach was part of,
our littlest grand.
One Word Sunday: action

Wordless Wed.,
Weekend Reflection

and when the tide rolls in, and my feet get wet,
I can say, “Maybe wet, but I’m not overtaken!”

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SUNDAY – One Word Sun. * Sun’s Best *



TO ALL A HAPPY 2022 -starting with no resolutions!

Whereas a new year for me was before just taken as a change
of date, a new year with a new strain of virus, luckily less strong,
makes one spend more thoughts in how to approach this year.
These two below definitely took the jump

Occasionally I do commissions. Here the request
of the bridegroom “to paint
something for their wedding on a the beach.”
For me it meant a research project
about their characteristics, their hopes
and dreams to start forming a picture in my mind
what their marriage would/could look like.
He loves horses, she celebrates life no matter
circumstances. Also they like the unusual,
and are adventurous.

Wordless Wed. – Jasmine
FOTD, Floral Fri Foto * Garden Affair

Since I did not link this birdie last week, it appears again,
begging me to get on the ball!
Photo/aWeek, Sat. Critters

Something new to do at Christmas- have not done any puzzle in years!
This one is a 1000 pieces. Used a wrapped canvas as backing
to get it on and off the table
One Word sun: the box is open, Makro-Tex: new

Uhhhhhh ….. jump?
Now our son after a Christmas with his parents,
hopped on the plane to visit California,
Switzerland, and Germany, before returning to work,
I realize how his thought processes resemble mine:
a daredevil mixed with moments of precaution.
(the gap is larger and higher than the image shows)
By the way at 4.30 am. the airport looked liked the 4th of July!!
Everywhere extremely long lines, and crowds
of people going back home.
Sun. Best, Weekend Reflection

Don’t know how these two colors appeared in the sky –
maybe how I held the camera, or the glare of the water
right behind this scene in San Diego.
Sky Watch

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Oil, 12 x 16 inch, Come Back © StGermain

On Rosh Hashanah two years ago (the Jewish New Year
in September/October) I felt the urge to paint this little painting.
The painting is small, but it will be the biggest event
for believers in Yeshua, or Jesus, the son of God
who once came to this earth
to save us from our wrong doings,
so we could have eternal life in heaven.

John and several other writers refer
 to this event that in the end of times,
that He will come back in the clouds
to pick up his believers, or stronger, his family,
becausehe made us like him (in his image.).

Our bodies will be changed in the twinkling
of an eye, and we will go upwards to join him.
I knew it would be “soon” as in
an eternal perspective, but may be a
heads up, to be sure you don’t miss this!
You never know … it may be in this decade!

Not in the twinkling of an eye, like the event above,
but fun to see lights twinkling at night down the street:)

Before looking around the corner, guess what we
have been doing this week
– snacking a lot on Christmas cookies,
when my son – who lives in Holland,- visited us
(the day he went on the plane to this side
of the pond, Holland was on locked down again!)

A corner is often an exciting moment –
what would be around the corner in 2022?
On one of my many happy memories of hiking
at Happy Isles to paint
(leading up to Half Dome, which hubby
is climbing up to) in Yosemite Nat Park
Travel Tue, Makro-Tex

Ah, a bench to take a break
One Word Sun, Weekly Smile

Wordless Wednesday
FOTD. Floral Fri Foto, Garden Affair

The edit is not perfect, but it’s better than the object in front
Weekend Reflection

Always time for a little birdie
Sat. Critters

String of Cotton balls in the sky
Sky Watch

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Garden Affair * Der Natur Donnerstag *
THURSDAY – Thankful Thurs.* Sky Watch* Floral Fri Foto*.
FRIDAY – Fri Bliss * Weekend Reflection*
SATURDAY – Sat. Critters *
SUNDAY – One Word Sun * Sun Best *



  • Oil, 18 x 36 inch, Poinsettia Christmas Tree, © St Germain
    That year someone gave us a large Poinsettia for Christmas.
    Because it was so large, it looked somewhat like a small tree.
    That idea reminded me on the song the Twelve Days of
    Christmas, and worked it out on canvas with
    some Christmas balls squished in between. Voila!

A detail of our tree last year

Had to get used to Texas where most houses have a
neighborhood association.
They are pretty lenient except for garbage bins
out of sight. They put up Xmas lights at the entrance.

A fantastic creation by Boo, our 5th grand.
Looking professional, Bro!
Weekly Smile, One Word Sun


We celebrate His birthday the 25th.
He is called the Lily of the Valley and Bright Morning Star
FOTD, Fri Floral Foto

The blurry reflections fit well here, on the border of
Sutro Bath in San Francisco
Travel Tue, Weekend Reflection

High up in the mountains of Yosemite Nat. Park
The grey mountain in the background is El Capitain
Sky Watch

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