About Beth-Ann

Beth-Ann Wilson (American, b. Copiague, NY 1983, lives and works in Baltimore, MD) is an award-winning artist, gallery owner, creative entrepreneur, educator, and community organizer whose multidisciplinary practice bridges the realms of fine art, education, and community engagement. Her work explores the interplay of vivid abstraction and expressive realism, focusing on painted portraits, energetic landscapes, and dynamic cityscapes. Whether created en plein air or in her studio, Wilson’s… more
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Postcards from the Enchantments
These watercolors were created 'en plein air' on a backpacking trip to The Enchantments region of Washington State in the summer of 2017. They were painted on watercolor paper that was printed with postcard backs and mailed to individuals that backed my crowdfunding campaign to make the trip possible.
Spain Series
I love to travel and find a great deal of artistic inspiration in being somewhere that is unfamiliar. I savor the uncanny.
I take hundred of photographs and sort through them when I get home. Using snapshots as photographic references I can relive the journey.
My travel paintings are postcards to myself.
I take hundred of photographs and sort through them when I get home. Using snapshots as photographic references I can relive the journey.
My travel paintings are postcards to myself.
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Fountainoil on canvas 24"x36" 2012 Fountain near the Prado Museum, Madrid, Spain
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A Cool Breezeoil on canvas 24"x48" 2012 Toledo, Spain
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Riversideoil on canvas 24"x48" 2012 Toledo, Spain
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A Walk in the Woodsoil on canvas 18"x24" 2012 Toledo, Spain
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Forgotten Passageoil on canvas 30"x40" 2012 Toledo, Spain
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Fortifiedoil on canvas 20"x24" 2012 Toledo, Spain
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Quiet Reflectionoil on canvas 18"x24" 2012 Toledo, Spain
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Midnight Serenadeoil on canvas 24"x36" 2012 Passageway to Plaza Meyor, Madrid, Spain
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Last Calloil on canvas 24"x36" 2012 Madrid, Spain
Scotland Series
My first series inspired by travel.
Scotland was very romantic and I really tried to capture the moodiness of the skies and the restlessness of the country-side. Scotland, to me, was peaceful yet uneasy... like a graveyard.
Scotland was very romantic and I really tried to capture the moodiness of the skies and the restlessness of the country-side. Scotland, to me, was peaceful yet uneasy... like a graveyard.
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Clachan-Siel24"x36" oil on canvas
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Lighthouse16"x20" oil on canvas
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"Seafari"22"x28" oil on canvas
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Easdale24"x30" oil on canvas
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Another Path24"x36" oil on canvas
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A Path24"x36" oil on canvas
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Across the Water16"x20" oil on canvas
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Cottage Through Leaves24"x36" oil on canvas
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Four Boats
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Bridge Over The Atlantic36"x48" oil on canvas
Grandma's House
This was by far the most emotional series of paintings I have ever painted. All of the images are painted from snapshots from the hundreds, maybe thousands, of pictures I took of my grandmother's house after she passed away.
The once vibrant household where we would spend Thanksgivings and Christmases and countless summer's nights laughing and eating and being filled with merriment was now a tomb. Every object a relic that reminded me of her and how all I really had left were those memories.
In my snapshots I attempted to document and distill what was left. In my paintings I attempted to keep those moments alive. But in the months after her passing they couldn't help but to reflect my sadness and grief.
The once vibrant household where we would spend Thanksgivings and Christmases and countless summer's nights laughing and eating and being filled with merriment was now a tomb. Every object a relic that reminded me of her and how all I really had left were those memories.
In my snapshots I attempted to document and distill what was left. In my paintings I attempted to keep those moments alive. But in the months after her passing they couldn't help but to reflect my sadness and grief.
Grandma's House II
More paintings from the same series described above.
The once vibrant household where we would spend Thanksgivings and Christmases and countless summer's nights laughing and eating and being filled with merriment was now a tomb. Every object a relic that reminded me of her and how all I really had left were those memories.
In my snapshots I attempted to document and distill what was left. In my paintings I attempted to keep those moments alive. But in the months after her passing they couldn't help but to reflect my sadness and grief.
The once vibrant household where we would spend Thanksgivings and Christmases and countless summer's nights laughing and eating and being filled with merriment was now a tomb. Every object a relic that reminded me of her and how all I really had left were those memories.
In my snapshots I attempted to document and distill what was left. In my paintings I attempted to keep those moments alive. But in the months after her passing they couldn't help but to reflect my sadness and grief.
The Enchantments
I successfuly crowd-funded a cross-country trip that culminated in backpacking for a week in The Enchantments region of Washington State. These paintings were created in the studio upon return from the trip. Many of the paintings were awarded as "perks" for contributing to my campaign.
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Alpenglow11x14 oil on canvas 2018 “Adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience.” ― Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Aasgard Mirror11x14 oil on canvas 2018 “Walking: it hits you at first like an immense breathing in the ears. You feel the silence as if it were a great fresh wind blowing away clouds. There’s the silence of woodland. Clumps and groves of trees form shifting, uncertain walls around us. We walk along existing paths, narrow winding strips of beaten earth. We quickly lose our sense of direction. That silence is tremulous, uneasy. Then there’s the silence of tough summer afternoon walks across the flank of a mountain, stony paths, exposed to an uncompromising sun.” ― Frédéric Gros
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Pass Reflection11x14 oil on canvas 2018 “Some of us are drawn to mountains the way the moon draws the tide. Both the great forests and the mountains live in my bones. They have taught me, humbled me, purified me and changed me.” ― Joan Halifax
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Through The Looking Glass11x14 oil on canvas 2018 “I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.” ― Henry David Thoreau, Walden
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Still Water Reflection11x14 oil on canvas 2018 “Live in each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influence of the earth.” ― Henry David Thoreau
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Morning Glow11x14 oil on canvas 2018 “Throw a stone into the stream and the ripples that propagate themselves are the beautiful type of all influence.” ― Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Looking Forward, Looking Back11x14 oil on vanvas 2018 “We need the tonic of wildness...At the same time that we are earnest to explore and learn all things, we require that all things be mysterious and unexplorable, that land and sea be indefinitely wild, unsurveyed and unfathomed by us because unfathomable. We can never have enough of nature.” ― Henry David Thoreau
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View From Above18x24 oil on canvas 2018 sold “The health of the eye seems to demand a horizon. We are never tired, so long as we can see far enough.” ― Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Buddha of the Boards11x14 oil on canvas 2018 “Should humans conquer the mountain or should they wish for the mountain to possess them?” ― Kiran Desai, The Inheritance of Loss
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Matchstick Men11x14 oil on canvas 2018 “The world is emblematic. Parts of speech are metaphors, because the whole of nature is a metaphor of the human mind.” ― Ralph Waldo Emerson