Koi Pond Shirt from Zazzle.com
Custom Designs by Janz Fine Art Studios
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Monday, March 22, 2010
Lake of Dreams Mousepad from Janz Art
This is the beautiful Lake Jocassee in Salem, South Carolina.
One of the most beautiful mountain lakes around.
Thank You, Nancy of Warrenville, Illinois! For purchasing 1 copy of my Lake of Dreams Mousepad Design.
I hope that you are well pleased with your selection.
Lake of Dreams Mousepad from Zazzle.com
Custom Designs by Janz Fine Art Studios
One of the most beautiful mountain lakes around.
Thank You, Nancy of Warrenville, Illinois! For purchasing 1 copy of my Lake of Dreams Mousepad Design.
I hope that you are well pleased with your selection.
Lake of Dreams Mousepad from Zazzle.com
Custom Designs by Janz Fine Art Studios
Sunday, March 21, 2010
2010-2011 Calendar Mouse Pads from Calendars by Janz
Thank You, Traci of Mertztown, Pennsylvania! For purchasing 1 Copy of my 2010-2011 Silver and Black 2-year Calendar Mouse Pad Design. I hope that you are well pleased with your selection.
2010-2011 Calendar Mouse Pads from Zazzle.com
2010-2011 Calendar Mouse Pads from Zazzle.com
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Sunday, February 1, 2009
A Light in the Forest
Part of the "A Light in the Forest" Series.
Original Acrylic on canvas with string added for dimension and texture.
I have always loved the way light plays through the trees.
Like the music of ancient rainbows. Janz
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Monday, October 20, 2008
Sentient
Sentient
20" x 20"
Gouch on canvas
...Light filters through the haze...
...splintering the trees into illusions of amber...
...a beam of emerald raises its head...
...blood races through transparent skin...
...a gathering since of being...
...who am I...
...why am I here...
...where shall I go...
...what shall I do...
...when will I die...
...sentient...
20" x 20"
Gouch on canvas
...Light filters through the haze...
...splintering the trees into illusions of amber...
...a beam of emerald raises its head...
...blood races through transparent skin...
...a gathering since of being...
...who am I...
...why am I here...
...where shall I go...
...what shall I do...
...when will I die...
...sentient...
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Claire
...In 1942 she loved a man named Frank...
...they took a holiday to Scotland...
...she stepped through the standing stones...
...It's always 200 years...
...back she fell...
...through time itself...
...into the arms of another man...
...Jamie was his name...
...an Outlander she became...
...they took a holiday to Scotland...
...she stepped through the standing stones...
...It's always 200 years...
...back she fell...
...through time itself...
...into the arms of another man...
...Jamie was his name...
...an Outlander she became...
Monday, September 1, 2008
Monday, August 18, 2008
Nature Trail
Nature Trail 2007
23”x 30 1/2”
Open Air Acrylic on Canvas
...The breeze gently rustles the leaves scattering the sunlight across the forest floor....
...Insects buzz among the flowers as the trail beckons your presence...
...Footsteps fade as the birds announce a new visitor...
...And bullfrogs join in the chorus just around the bend....
23”x 30 1/2”
Open Air Acrylic on Canvas
...The breeze gently rustles the leaves scattering the sunlight across the forest floor....
...Insects buzz among the flowers as the trail beckons your presence...
...Footsteps fade as the birds announce a new visitor...
...And bullfrogs join in the chorus just around the bend....
Labels:
Painting by Jan Fitzgerald
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Lights in the Rain
Lights In The Rain 2007
16"x 20"
Acrylic on Canvas
...Have you ever sat in your car
waiting for the stoplights to change in the rain?
Did you notice how the colors around you
became blurred as your window fogged up?
Was the guy behind you not appreciating your musings?
What a shame that he missed so much...
16"x 20"
Acrylic on Canvas
...Have you ever sat in your car
waiting for the stoplights to change in the rain?
Did you notice how the colors around you
became blurred as your window fogged up?
Was the guy behind you not appreciating your musings?
What a shame that he missed so much...
Labels:
Painting by Jan Fitzgerald
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