Kitten/Cat Impressions

  • It’s impressive how much space two little kittens take up in a bed and how soundly they sleep. They got more sleep than I did but I did get some.
  • It’s also quite impressive how they can do things that seemingly defy the laws of physics (someone I know had a cat he insisted could pass through solid walls) and yet they seem to work like normal other times.
  • I was clearly delusional that I might be able to contain them for a night, a day, a couple of days in the bathroom. They were up and over that barrier in no time at all and up onto the bed in short order. They can also manage stairs up and down.
  • They ate an impressive amount of food last night and I didn’t put a lot more down for them this morning. I do know the ways of cats enough to know that they’ll keep eating past the point of being ridiculously sick and with a new type of food that would be impressive.
  • I was also quite impressed with how invisible Molly became last night after really encountering one of the free-ranging kittens. She’d come out to be with me (silent – not a peep from her) while I unboxed my new pens) but I couldn’t find her this morning. I’m sure she’ll come looking for me when I return home tonight.
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Labor Day Time Spent

I did run the vacuum a little today but I also dabbled here and there and finally headed out to the local pond to catch some light before the moon came up. First tonight’s sketch – not at all intended to be complete. I’m trying to get myself to work on putting down quick colors and values to help remember what the scene was like.

This from yesterday, earlier in the day.

I gotta say that I love my little fold-up chair but you gotta really love a picnic table when you’re setting up for a quick paint. And for September 4, Labor Day 2017, a lot of color starting to show on the trees and below, all that goldenrod.

Sunday out and around here and there

I went and procured tomatoes. Real ripe tomatoes. I needed a tomato sandwich and I needed it bad. I had a peach for dessert.

Diddled around at home for awhile and then went out late to the nearby pond and enjoyed the late day sun changing into evening. Painted a little just trying to capture something of the color and light. Took photos. Came home.

All in all a successful day. See the Flickr album for all the sights!

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Now I just need to write out the two postcards for the weekend – how fast August has gone! August Postcard Poetry Fest has been very good both in the writing and in the cards received. Yesterday I got four cards – WOOT – and one of them had been “commented” on by someone in transit, presumably a postal worker. We often imagine people reading them as they move from poet to poet but someone sure read that one!

Photos as Reference

Long time readers may attest that I take a fair number of photos. It’s true. Not all the photos are great – some are taken to capture a bit of light or something interesting or just as an aid to memory. Lately I’ve been taking more photos as reference.

I was thinking about this as I watched a youtube watercolorist show how he auditions and “edits” photos. He prints them out and doesn’t worry about sharpness or perfect lighting. Obviously there was something about the scene that grabbed his eye but it doesn’t mean it is a composition worth painting. He uses a really soft pencil and a white pencil to move trees around, add some shadows, establish where the light is coming from, all the while considering how the eye will move in and around the image. (If you like his video, watch this one next for some amazing cloud wet in wet painting)

When he was done, the view was indeed more interesting to look at and still bore a strong resemblance to the original photo but it wasn’t the same.

All this is a way around to saying these two groups of photos aren’t the best I’ve taken but they were taken to show the scene. The sheep photos have some really dark ones because I wanted to show the clouds. The sunset photos aren’t very crisp because I only had a few minutes before it was too dark to shoot and I didn’t have time to set up a tripod so I was bracing against things. But, I hope the ideas will be useful.

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Sunset and Clouds July 27th

As I drove home I saw and passed under a HUGE cloud as I went east on I-90. I could see the sunset shaping up behind me, but mostly I wanted another view of that immense cloud as I headed to my sunset-watching spot in East Greenbush. Here it is, seen while going east. 

massive cloud seen from west

This was the view, looking west from East Greenbush. Here are all the photos, on Flickr.

That Whooshing Sound was July

I’ve been trying to upload photos to post here and failing. I’ve been getting ready for the 11th Annual August Poetry Postcard Fest 2017, scanning watercolors and printing postcard fronts and trying to get into a more wordy state of mind. I’ve been trying to hold my own against the forces of evil in the world. I’ve been trying to figure out when to get my car’s oil changed. I’ve been trying to figure out the new GoPro camera I got as a video and backup camera for an upcoming trip. So, you know, busy. I might have killed a few orcs along the way.

I’ve been chasing clouds:

First, very “limited palette” sky with very dramatic darks:

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That dark sky reminded me of this and vice versa while I was scanning this watercolor for digital and postcard use.

stormy clouds, watercolor by Mary Beth Frezon

Last night’s sunset in the next post.

Weird Memories Found

I have a weird childhood memory of going on a picnic with the Frezon grandparents and, no doubt, Aunt Marie and that we were in dark woods and at, not a stream, but a spillway. And over the years I’ve told myself that it was along the Black River which is up in Rensselaer County.

Today I didn’t explore all of Black River Road (although I did later go down, and by down I mean steeply down and often at right angle turns a road called Toad Point Road (aka County 88) which magically dumped me onto rte 22) but I did drive up to Cherry Plains State Park and voila, there was a spillway. It wasn’t so dark although if we walked into a bit of woods I think it would have been dark enough to remember.

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