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Thursday, May 21, 2015

I adore these three heart art collectors of mine 

(aka Lil Loves ) and I haven't even met them yet! 

Their mama order 7 of my paintings to gift their 

teachers and grandparents! 

FOLLOW ME ON FACEBOOK!




Tuesday, February 24, 2015


The first three trees from my series of 50 for $250 are 
finished and shipped to my collectors! 
Email me today and I will paint you an original painting like this in colors of your choice!

Thursday, November 20, 2014


Voilà  !

"Là, elle est l'amour"
"There She is Love" 2014

10 x 10

mixed media on canvas

SOLD 
 

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Tuesday, October 28, 2014


Today I worked on my NYC women series. 
This lovely lady is walking down 5th Avenue. 
She is passionate, confident and successful. 
Love surrounds her and she is admired by those who are lucky enough to get a quick glimpse of her beauty before she vanishes into the material crowd of 5th Avenue....



Sunday, October 26, 2014


"Her West Wind Home" 2014
36 x 48
mixed media on canvas

Painting by Jennifer Contini Enderby 




This painting sold last month to new collectors in Idaho. 
The painting is a ten year anniversary gift.
The tree represents a woman who is "home" to her husband. 
The faded path of white, grey and black is the road leading to her. 
I posted the video with music by Skylar Grey because the woman in it reminds me of the beauty I see in each tree I paint.  Most, if not ALL the trees I paint represent a woman muse. 


Saturday, October 25, 2014


As surreal as she may seem... 
I've lived all her dreams.

"She's His East Side Sunrise" 2014

this morning in my studio i continue my NYC Lady Series...
listening to The Innocence Mission
SWEEP DOWN EARLY MY FRIEND 



I was inspired by husband-and-wife singer-songwriters Karen and Don Peris:

Sweep down early, Tomorrow, come.
Ring out. Tell me you have arrived.
I will kiss all the faces of my beloved ones.

I will meet the morning.
Sweep down early, my friend.

And we will go somewhere now.
And it feels like we can go
in the morning. When the morning comes.

Flower forth, all you branches of Easter.
Why won't the spring come?
Sweep down early, Tomorrow, come.
Tell me that I can just start over again.
Sweep down early, my friend.