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Weekend Warrior

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In my childhood a favorite family weekend pastime was to pile in the car and drive to a spot along the road that bordered the Naval Air Station. There, from a good advantage point, we could view the weekend warriors practicing take offs and landings. Occasionally, the rumor would spread through town that the Blue Angels were going to be flying from the base. That was the big treat. The Air Station is long gone, only to be replaced by a brand new town.

Lately, I feel like a weekend warrior with artwork. Most of my time is spent getting ready for the Zoot show. I have finished the last painting that will be in the exhibition, so now I am concentrating on planning the opening event. As I plan the layout of the installation, I probably have too many paintings. Best to have too many, rather than not enough. Only my top picks will be there and I want those to sparkle.







Scumbling

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After setting ‘Tomorrow’ aside to let the paint dry, I went back to it. The background and falling rain needed lightening. The technique of scumbling is a good way to achieve what I was looking to do. I used a cool grey mix of undiluted oil paint and lightly brushed over the dry layer in the background. Using that same mix I tinted it with yellow and brushed in the rain and on the trees enhancing the glow.
Below is a detail of the area I worked on.



Expectations

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It is always nice to know what is coming, like the snow storm last night, this time the weatherman got it right. We anticipate an outcome, conjuring up a picture in our mind. Then, as it happens, it is not what we expected. I will take different approaches to a painting. To workout a composition I will do a very abstract under painting. From this, the painting’s shapes and images slowing emerge. A colleague of mine suggested I work that in the reverse. Going from a realistic approach into abstraction. The approach was a bit more difficult than I expected. The really nice benefit of this brain explosion was that it empowered the bolder side of me. I went back to look at a few paintings that have been bothering me. Each of these paintings needed something. A good example is this blue heron wading in the water painting was crying for help. I courageously made the stroke of orange. Can say for certainty that it was unexpected.




Pine Scent

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Overhead The Tree-Tops Meet - Poem by Robert Browning

Overhead the tree-tops meet,
Flowers and grass spring 'neath one's feet;
There was nought above me, and nought below,
My childhood had not learned to know:
For what are the voices of birds
—Aye, and of beasts,—but words—our words,
Only so much more sweet?
The knowledge of that with my life begun!
But I had so near made out the sun,
And counted your stars, the Seven and One,
Like the fingers of my hand:
Nay, I could all but understand
Wherefore through heaven the white moon ranges,
And just when out of her soft fifty changes
No unfamiliar face might overlook me—
Suddenly God took me!



The forest is constantly changing and renewing itself. The fir trees reach the end of their cycle and with the help of the pine beetle, die off. They start to fall, littering the forest floor. My photos just give you a glimpse of the pick up sticks piles that they form. You never know when a tree will drop. Sometimes a strong wind isn’t necessar…

Rain Work

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On cloudy, foggy days such as it is this morning, I revert to computer work. So, here I am blogging one of the paintings I am working on. This painting started out as an experiment in the abstract. It evolved into a landscape from my imagination and actual scenes. I still have the abstract idea if I want to create more of the same; leaving it as an abstract.




Is It Spring Yet?

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It is typical this time of year to get all excited about spring plantings when the temps are in the 50's and the sun is out. Just as the sun goes behind a cloud we have yet another round of 30's and snow. The wave pattern continues through May most likely. The snow is still covering the ground at 7000 ft elevation. There are some spots that are bear ground, but frozen. I tried to rake out the little of the garden that was showing, however, the rake would not scrape the frozen mulch. Such is mountain living. So I bundle up and take a hike through the woods and it is invigorating.










Leonardo da Vinci - Botany Drawings

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"Hope through the resurrection...'
Peter 1:3