The Wesleyville Collection
Step into my imaginary world of Wesleyville. The pieces are all small oil paintings done by me in an Alla Prima style, which means they’re done relatively quickly in one sitting with a wet-on-wet approach. The paintings are then glazed. Each piece has a little story that goes with the painting to help you delve into the imaginary world. The stories are written by myself and my husband, Bruce Gleason.
Purchase Original Paintings from Elizabeth Gleason – View all the collection
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Mr Weatherby – Blue Jay Painting$60.00 -
Winter Glows$129.00 -
Emma Josephine$70.00 -
Meredith Taylor$60.00 -
Apple Harvest$125.00 -
Iron Onions$78.00
Purchase Prints from Elizabeth Gleason – View all the collection
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Mr Foster – Yellow Finch Painting$12.20 -
Prickleton – The Hedgehog$17.00 -
Jasper Wallace – Robin Painting$17.00 -
Rufus Montgomery Prints$17.00 -
Hans Pierpoint$17.00 -
Golden Hickory$17.00 -
Theodore O’Quinn$17.00 -
Elvin Manning – Hummingbird Print -
Olive$17.00 -
Alert Rabbit Print$18.00
Explore More Stories in Wesleyville
The Latest Wesleyville Stories –
- The Stillness of August
In Wesleyville, the river curved gently around the bend, its quiet surface reflecting the soft light of an August evening. Though summer lingered, the sun was already setting earlier, hinting at the coming shift of seasons. The trees stood at the height of their green, soon to surrender to autumn’s touch. As the stillness of night settled… Read more: The Stillness of August - Golden Pear Oil Painting
Emma prepared to transform her bounty from Menlo’s Pear Farm into a mouthwatering pie. The kitchen was filled with the warm aroma of spices and baked goodness. As the pie emerged golden and fragrant from the oven, she knew she would enjoy each and every delicious bite.
- Watchful Rooster Oil Painting
On Staunton Farm, a rooster with fiery orange eyes stood sentinel. Each time a car pulled into the long gravel driveway, his mighty “cock-a-doodle-doo” rang out, a warning and a welcome. The rooster’s call became the farm’s heartbeat, announcing every visitor with unwavering pride and authority. - Nick’s Hideaway Original Oil Painting
Nick’s cabin of stone,in pines it hides, Autumn whispers through woods,as dusk abides. Heavy clouds loom,casting shadows deep, Where secrets of the forest quietly sleep.Leaves crisp and golden,peace and silence keep. - Nuthatch Departure
A nuthatch perched on an old tree stump, In dawn’s first light, with a gentle jump. Wings spread wide, it soared to the sky, A fleeting shadow, a whispered goodbye. Nature’s grace in a delicate flight, A tiny bird embracing morning’s light. - Harvest Guardian
