Jo M. Orise – July, 2016 Art Update

Lincolnville Beach – the Lincolnville Fine Art Gallery

UMaine Belfast Center art show ended a few weeks ago. On my way home from retrieving my painting, I decided to visit the Lincolnville Fine Art Gallery
at Lincolnville Beach. It is on the route to Belfast.

My previous attempt to visit the gallery proved futile—closed. This time I was in luck and I happily viewed lovely works of art and craft.

I complimented the owner, Dwight, at his art and craft selection and gallery display. 

Dwight has on display his own creations of wood sculptures and wall hangings, which I found very charming and tastefully executed. (One of his large pieces is hanging on the right side of the gallery as seen in this photo.) He is an artist/ owner/curator/realtor! And I thought I was the busy one.

Grace Bailey Anchored at Curtis Light
by: Jo M. Orise

 Dwight invited me to fetch my painting from the car.

“You painted this?” he chuckled.


“How about leaving it here. I have room for it.”

So, after discussing the terms and reaching agreement, I now have my painting hanging in the Lincolnville Fine Art Gallery.

I am happy about this opportunity to be represented in Lincolnville. Hopefully someone will see my work and decide they can’t go home without it.

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Visit the gallery. Say hello to Dwight.

Jo M. Orise – June, 2016 Art Update

English: Domestic crested duck (a variant of A...
English: Domestic crested duck (a variant of Anas platyrhynchos f. domestica) in the harbor of Camden, Maine. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

As you know, the Damariscotta, River Arts Gallery art show is still on until June 16. See my previous blog for more information.


Today, I have cause to celebrate! My art is now displayed at the Ducktrap Bay Trading Company gallery in Camden, Maine. They have a terrific collection of high quality crafts and fine art. The focus: Marine Art.

The owner exudes positive attitude and is so energetic, one can’t help being swept up in his enthusiasm. I am very pleased to have met him.

When you visit the gallery, you will fine a few of my pieces there. Come on in to the Ducktrap Bay Trading Co., on Route One, Downtown, Camden. You will be utterly impressed at the selection of marvelous works displayed throughout the shop.


I entered one large painting, 24 x 18″ Grace Bailey Anchored at Curtis Light, oil painting, into the 14th Annual Festival of Art, Senior College at Belfast, Maine. The 2016 showing is for three days.

Location: UMaine Hutchinson Center, 80 Belmont Avenue, Belfast, ME  04915
Date: Festival weekend June 9-12

     6/09 Thursday, 6-8 PM. Opening/reception and first viewing. Music by Belfast Bay Fiddlers
     6/10 Friday, The art exhibit 9-5 PM.
     6/11 Saturday, The art exhibit 9-5 PM. Noon – 1 PM. Harpist Nancy Schroeder. 1-3 PM, Presentation by guest artist, John Whalley.
     6/12 Sunday, The art exhibit 12-3 PM. for more information.

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Jo M. Orise April, 2016 Art Update

“Morning Watch” by: Jo M. Orise

 NEW artwork is now available for viewing at my virtual gallery,

27 paintings in 11 months!

Rumor is, “Spring has arrived.” Therefore I am getting my artwork ready for upcoming art shows. My plan includes group shows and solo shows.

Go to See what I’ve created and please leave a comment. 

  • A ‘Like’ AND Written Words are always appreciated. It is delightful to have people “like” my work or “not like” my work. I welcome honest critiques

    •  Critique: a careful judgment or opinion about the good and bad. Questions may be  asked, such as:  ‘have you tried…..’ or ‘have you thought of…..” or “why did you do/say that?” Critiquing is something I introduced to my art students as well as to my animation students. It is practiced to assist one in a journey of creativity without being rude. Critiquing art and manuscripts has been around since the 1800s.

A painter at work in front of the Pigeon Point...
A painter at work en plein air – dog in a ‘flow state’. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

After working so many hours, a simple “like” is nice, but words have more lasting power. 

Oh, but I do “like” lots of things—popcorn, pizza, comfortable shoes, being in a “flow state.”  (See previous post re: ‘flow state’)

I am now officially a member of the Chamber of Commerce. Click on link below.

Yes, I plan to open my home studio to the public by appointment. It will be fun to find out what will happen.

English: Schooner Isaac H. Evans under full sa...
English: Schooner Isaac H. Evans under full sail on Penobscot Bay. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Stay tuned. I’ll post my upcoming shows in time for you to plan to come and enjoy the display of work by me and others wherever we may be.

Check out my blogs and my website. Please leave a “comment” AND a “like”. I’ll will reply. 

If you want to be on my list of people to be notified of upcoming events, follow me on FaceBook or on Wordpress-Blog or BlogSpotBlog (this blog) or on Twitter

Thanks for reading and I hope you smiled today.

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“Smile in your mirror every day.” Jo M. Orise

Jo M. Orise Painful Art Update – July, 2015

Morning at the Docks, 16×20″ acrylic on canvas.
At River Arts Gallery until July 30.

“Morning at the Docks” is on Display at River Arts Gallery, Route 1, in Damariscotta, Maine.
It is part of a group show for the month of July.

I also have a few matted original paintings in the art bin located at the back of the gallery.

The opening night of this month’s show was scheduled for Friday, 5-7PM.

It was a great show with lots of people mulling around from room to room.


However, earlier that day, as I painted, the small 8×10″ canvas slipped off the easel and onto my bare right foot. The corner or this tiny canvas hit my metatarsals with such a vehement punch that I found myself clutching my foot, wincing and moaning in pain.

Fußskelett (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

An 8×10″ teeny, weeny canvas can do that? It doesn’t even weigh half a pound—even with the oil paint.

😈After a few minutes, being a diligent grown up, I picked up the canvas, gave it a good talking to, and ignoring the pain down below, I slapped more paint onto that little canvas.

The pain vanished.

With the injury forgotten, maneuvering the stairs to the second floor,  the basement and up again and later driving forty minutes to the gallery opening scheduled for 5:00 PM was a cinch.

Everything seemed as it should be.

As I meandered around the gallery, ooohing and aaahing at the other artwork and shyly meeting other artists, a little twinge developed atop the upper metatarsal area of my right foot. Hmm. Was it due to walking in my new, sole-stimulating sandals most of the day? Perhaps a pressure point developed from the sandal making my foot uncomfortable. Perhaps my foot was swollen due to the time of day. Well, that happened before and usually went away after a few minutes. So, I loosened the sandal and walked, ooohing and aaahing some more.

Twenty minutes later, the focus was my foot! The pain grew more pronounced. Was there a place to sit? The one chair was occupied by an older person. I stood the aggravation for another fifteen minutes. Propping myself by the piano for balance, I raised the right foot up off the floor.

Another ten minutes and it was unbearable. Catching the hostess eying me in my strange stance, I explained my dilemma. I wanted to stay, but felt I had to leave. Glancing at my foot, she noted a swelling and redness and suggested the tiny blood vessels were probably swelling, that I should ice it at home.

Leaving one hour earlier than planned finally provided me with a seat—in my car. Aaah.

Wouldn’t you know, while driving, the pain worsened with each mile, each acceleration and each brake action. Driving with my left foot came to mind, but that is impossible with a standard shift. So, gritting my teeth, I counted the miles and minutes to be home again.

At last! I pulled into the basement garage. Now, my damned foot decided to stay by the accelerator. It would not budge due to the awful pain. Grabbing and guiding my leg out from the car and onto the floor was excruciatingly painful. Breathing heavily and clenching my teeth, I pulled myself out of the seat and clung onto the car’s door and the firewood stacked next to the car. Between the car and the firewood, I managed to hobble to the end of the car. Walking was nearly impossible. Now I had to get to the stairs at the other end of the cellar. I was stuck and hurting with nothing to lean on.

Hubby was upstairs listening to the news!

“Tom!” No answer.

“Tom! I need you! Tom.”

Pulling out my cell phone, I dialed his. As usual, A.T.T. was useless. We are in the same house and can not call each other! Bad reception here.

“TO-O-O-O-O-O-M!” that did it.

“What’s the matter hon? Why are you home so early?”

Ice cubes in a tray
emptied the tray of  Ice cubes  (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Hubby helped me to the stairs where I literally crawled up the stairs and to the living room sofa on my knees.

Having ordered a large dose of ice cubes and a wet towel, hubby sat nearby massaging my foot.

Besides icing it, I kept my foot elevated onto the back of he sofa. The pain finally subsided about one in the morning. Hubby was already snoring away upstairs. Hobbling up to our bedroom, I was grateful to be upright again.

The next morning, I was able to walk and decided to take it easy.

My foot just ignores me now. It denies it ever had a problem. But sometimes I think I catch a smirk when it is not paying attention.

I am blessed. It could have been worse. :-)

Art Update, March 2015

Map of Florida highlighting Citrus County
Map of Florida highlighting Citrus County (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Hello everyone. As I said I’ve been busy painting and helping my 90 year old gentleman neighbor who I will call S.G. pack and sort his possessions in order to move out of his beautiful home. He can no longer manage the property and deserves a less chaotic life style. He will move in with his brother across town, on a lake’s edge where there are a couple of docks. Since my friend loves fishing, I suppose that is where he will spend a lot of his time.

S. G. is tickled to be out of his big home and moving to a lake front property. The only thing he has to watch for are alligators.

Meanwhile, I have entered two watercolor paintings into a group show at the Citrus County Art Center  in Hernando, FL. The show will last until mid April.

Share this with your friends. Perhaps someone will be in the area and come to our group show.

Leave a comment. Love to hear from you. I will add a thumbnail of one of the paintings soon.

Jo M. Orise August 2014 Art Update

I am so psyched!
Sold four paintings in one day. The Aldermere Farm, Rockport, Maine, hosts a one day Art Show for artists to display their work and hopefully sell their artwork.

Sales are shared with the Farm which is a non-profit, heritage trust.

And, I sold two other pieces at the Blue Shutter Gallery, in Wolfeboro, NH. Yesss!

It is nice to know that someone out there appreciates the work I create. Thank you for your patronage. 

Updated my virtual gallery, with newest artwork. They are indicated with an * .

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