Friday, trying. I’m trying. And why

If you recall, my motto is Practice, Persistence, Beauty. In that spirit I got myself out of the house, put a coffee and breakfast sandwich in my hand and splattered paint on paper for a short while before work. My goal – don’t be saying a few years from now – wish I’d used my paints…

When you set a timer because you really need to pack up and leave by a particular time, it puts what you’re doing in a different light – will not be finished, will not be perfect, what am I doing, sketch, darks, shadows, lights, what’s in the frame…

I got a little distracted by an oriole and some territorial canadian geese with a handful of goslings and maybe a fox sparrow and could that be some sort of warbler up there but despite it all some paint ended up on the paper and then I went to the other work.

Wednesday Night

Came home today and sat down to paint. Step by step we reach our goals, right? Added quite a bit, managed to leave a lot of white areas where there would be flowers and realize deep in my heart that dark colors are really something I need to get comfortable with. Very odd since in fabric I’m all about the darks.

Make no little plans. They have no magic to stir men’s blood and probably themselves will not be realized. Make big plans. Aim high in hope and work. Remembering that a noble, logical diagram once recorded will not die. — Daniel H Burnham

Tuesday out and around   

I took the long way back home this morning, enjoying the quiet road and the bright sun. There, a view was worth pulling over for got me taking photos and tonight I started this, but it has to dry.

Ladies Day Out

Took Mom up to Faddegon’s today to look around and enjoy the new plants for the season. Here it’s a little early to plant anything other than perennials. Memorial Day wasn’t holding anybody back though at the garden center. Wagons full of plants and bushes were everywhere.

Mom got a beautiful clematis and some butterfly plants and I came home with a pretty hanging basket and a pot of a deep red/black geranium that I just couldn’t resist. Must have been the color that did me in, there’s a similar color petunia in the basket.
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Two good painting days and a fun day with Mom. Great days off.

Tuesday, Paint Adventures

Threatening rain now but earlier today there was a narrow window of sun. I went out and had a quick breakfast, catching up on a friend’s trip and then headed off to work on the next phase of my travel kit prep. In the days when I did a lot of teaching at my quilt guild I put together a travel box with duplicate common tools. That way it was always ready to go and I never was missing things in my work room or at a meeting. Worked out great. So why was I trying to shuttle paint brushes inside/outside/inside etc?

Went off to Arlene’s with a short list of brush essentials for the paintbox. Managed to come home with what was on the list and only a little more. I did get some cobalt blue because I love to watch the UK guys dab it around for skies. And I also got a very greeny-gold color because that’s around a lot this time of year. Looks like it will grey up nicely too for darker olives and browns.

This first one needed to dry some so I can go back and add bluer-green shadowy areas.

Of course, it would have made more sense to do those the opposite way around, but on the second, all I really wanted to do was to try this 1″ hake brush. That’s going to take some practice to get color vs water right.

Sunday, Looking Things Over

Not as vivid (ever) as it was wet, but I’m still pleased with the colors and with that dry brushwork in the center. Guess those UK guys are having an influence.

I did this one this morning – a little smaller, smooth hot press paper. Was too wet to do any dry brushwork on it so it borders on aurora rather than evening-lit trees.

If you ask me what I came to do in this world, I, an artist, will answer you: I am here to live out loud. — Émile Zola

Tonight’s View

waiting for this to dry.

Integrity is the essence of everything successful. — Buckminster Fuller