May Baskets

11" x 16" - small print $18

Wild Roseberries

Apple Blossoms

Buttermolds

Winter Apples

8 1/2" x 17 1/4"-small print $18

Pinecones and  Roseberries

16" x 26" - print $32

20" x 30" - framed and matted $155

Pansies 4 Sale

Wash Day

19 1/2" x 29 3/4" - print $32

24" x 34" - framed and matted $185

Out of Print!

Quilts for Sale
Out of Print!

Bringing Home The Tree
Out of Print!

Daily Beggars

9 5/16" x 14" - print  $18

16" x 20" - framed and matted $69

23" x 32 1/4" - framed and matted $159

Wolf Moon
Out of Print!

Dan and Pauline Campanelli
When Life and Art Are One

Dan and I were married in 1969. It was the Woodstock Summer.  The war in Viet Nam continued and the Civil Rights Movement was beginning to succeed.  Consciousness raising and a return to Nature appealed to us.  we lived in a furnished room for sixty dollars a month and earned a living by selling our paintings at sidewalk art shows.  We longed to live in an Eighteenth Century house, on land where we could be self-sufficient, and lie in harmony with nature and the rhythms of the season.  But that seemed like an impossible dream.

In the meantime, we spent our spare time visiting museums and historic restorations, and rummaging through antique shops looking for treasures overlooked by others.  We bought the primitive pieces frowned upon by those who collected only fine period pieces, or the unmarked pewter plate identical to those signed by Thomas Danforth.  Ours is the slipware plate with the hairline crack, passed up by those who only bought perfect pieces, and ours too are the stoneware crocks with the imperfections that make them the subjects for my still lifes.

The years rolled by and Dan and I worked hard, both at our craft and at making a life for ourselves.  There were no miracles or millionaire lotteries, no severed ears or escapes to Tahiti, just a steady plodding n the direction  of our goal.  There were times Dan could have taken a job as a taxi driver or carpenter to make life easier, but we agreed never to stray from our chosen path.  We supported on another in that decision and we never lost sight of our goal.  

Early Work

It is not really possible to point to a date on a calendar and say, "This is when I began my art career."  I had sold a painting or two before I graduated from art school, and Dan earned his art school tuition by teaching drawing.  Our earliest works were smaller, simpler statements with less commitment.  Mine were a bit "looser" and less detailed than my work is today, while Dan's earliest pieces were painstakingly detailed, but in pencil, or sometimes stone lithography.  Over the years of living and working together, we seem to have taken on each others qualities.  I've learned Dan's patience and pleasure in minute details, while has acquired my love of color, soft and subtle.

Dan's first watercolors were still lifes, and rather monochromatic, not unlike pencil drawings.  Eventually, he began seeking out the stone and wood barns of new Jersey and Pennsylvania, and would drive for hours to get to his subject matter.  It was not until we moved to what was to become Flying Witch Farm that he was able to just look out a window or walk up the road to do a painting.

Meanwhile, my work became larger and bolder, with stark white backgrounds, rather than the academic still lifes that I used to dash off in a few days.

Today, Dan and I continue to inspire one another, in ways both subtle and obvious, but we do so in an environment that we have created to contain and facilitate our endeavors.  All we need to do now is to draw upon that environment for the subjects we paint, so that we may share with others the beauty that we have found.