Finished Wednesday morning, the West River from the dining room. Lush wet on wet oil paints using both brushes and palette knives. Oil on canvas, 11×14 inches.
First time out to paint this spring, trying out a newish easel at my favorite empty industrial park – yes, it’s 2020. Was close to finished and the wind blew everything over and smeared the painting. Nowhere to go but up! And good news? I can still zip up my painting jeans.
EARTH MONTH: FRESHWATER AND OUR WATERSHED April 15 – May 20, 2020 – a virtual exhibit through Concord Umbrella, includes 2 of my plein air pieces painted at Mass Audubon’s Broadmoor Wildlife Sanctuary. From the website: Water in all its forms inspires wonder: the intricate beauty of a snowflake’s design, the tranquility of a flowing stream, theContinue reading “A virtual exhibit –”
On the Road to Carrizozo: painted from my memories of driving in the desert at dawn in New Mexico. I’m indecisive about the frame and have ordered another frame to try – a floater frame that will be a warm rosy brown. Once framed, it will be ready to send to its new home inContinue reading “Just needs a frame: another one leaves the nest”
This painting has issues but I’ve got time. Uniquely for me, I’m working from memory (an absolutely gorgeous sunrise drive across the desert seared into my neurons) and a few very poor photos.
Excellent grey day – none of those fast moving shadows streaking across the vista. These 2 paintings are 8 and 6 inches square and a return to my quick study “postcards from . . .” style. I also tried out a new easel, not bad but not perfect.
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