The last of the bouquet…and I may try to squeeze one more painting out of it.
I decided to try this again another way.
We headed to Big Bear after the Fair. Long winding roads in the dark! The next day as we drove around the area of the B&B we had stayed at, I spied this delightful scene. We left to check out the lake, but I chose to return here to paint this. I was struck by the red house against the sunlit leaves.
This was painted on the beach a couple weeks ago–with a night set up that we rigged up so I can see my paints and painting in the dark. My next posts will be larger more ambitious indoor pieces so stay tuned.
This is from my 3rd annual trip to paint the moon on the beach with fellow lunatics. I love the gradations of color at this hour, however fleeting they may be. Reminds me of something I read by Virginia Woolf many decades ago–The Waves. Am I the only one left who has read Virginia Woolf?
I came into the studio early (for me) this morning and the light was amazing! I knew it wouldn’t last long but I decided to try to capture what I could…This is as far as I could get before it was completely off of this set up. I’m reading a book about getting up early…which is a lot easier to read about than to do. Especially since it seemed like my partner would never agree to it…and then suddenly, he just decides to start getting up earlier without my even asking!!! Weird, but maybe a sign??? If I can get up and have longer with this beautiful fleeting morning light, I’ll do it!
Another small study with the yellow daisies. I hope they hold up for a larger try tomorrow.
Well, not to brag, but even with the painting challenge, I have now met with my accountant and taxes are all but done…just waiting on the W2. And that was with my modem dying! Anyway, I decided to try to just do a study since the light was going and all. I like how it turned out so I may try to enlarge it tomorrow.
This was the last day of painting before we had to turn in our stuff–3 painting max–and since I was going downtown anyway, I thought I’d get one more painting in. Not sure if it was worth it. It was 100 degrees or so. The slight breeze was whipping up a dance of filthy papers and plastic bags around me. I ran into one of the other participants and he told me about some virus or other going on downtown that had left one volunteer for the homeless without a leg. I joked that he was just trying to scare me out of the competition and we laughed…but then he left…and I was alone…and I’d somehow forgotten my paper towels. I called B in a panic and he told me maybe I had extra in the car…which it turned out I did…but I had to break everything down and then set it all up again…my feet felt swollen and bruised by the heat…the air was almost suffocating. I managed to paint this but decided to go with the first 3 which were already framed and ready to turn in. The next night I saw that my work was in a dark corner of a large poorly lit room…definitely not showing to best advantage…oh well…It was still a ton of fun.