
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Wet Paint...

Thursday, April 16, 2009
Plein Air, Wet Paint...

By the way, the first spot I checked out today, a nature preserve on a canal, didn't appear at its best for painting this late in the morning. However, the Mother Manatee and her Calf swimming leisurely by as I walked out on the dock , stuck their noses up out of the water letting me know that I was there right on time as well ...
Monday, April 13, 2009
In The Yard...

I like the idea of painting ones own surroundings, so lately I have been working on my plein air skills in my own yard. It is convenient and the parking is free...
The Confederate Jasmine in the backyard has engulfed the arbor and is in full bloom right now, filling the air with its sweet fragrance... Sunday Arbor, 16x12, oil/canvas.
In the front yard there are three Washingtonia Palms. When the fronds are ready to be trimmed, they turn a brilliant yellow. As we took Gobi for a walk this morning at 7:30, the early sun was beginning to hit this one , making these aging fronds light up like lanterns. The walk became brisk so I could get back and set up the easel before the effect was lost. Out With A Blast, 18x24, oil/canvas.
Friday, April 10, 2009
Golden Mounds
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Plein Air
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Pastels Today...

For the first time in about a year, I dusted off the pastels this afternoon and took them out to the backyard to see what I could come up with. I did these two, each 6x8, on sanded paper. Like visiting an old friend I was reminded of why I like them so much. I was also reminded of the importance of keeping in touch... I felt a little rusty...
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