From an illustration that I did for Encyclopedia Brittanica (kids version). Today it looks like a weird combination of Mardi Gras and Ash Wednesday.Remember that thou art dust, and to dust thou shalt return. Genesis 3:19
Wednesday, March 5, 2014
Tuesday, March 4, 2014
Monday, March 3, 2014
Usually when I flip through my moleskins I can almost smell the occasion because looking at my own art brings back such sharp memories of the time of day, the mood, music if any, distractions and lovely moments. I am sure it will come back to me.
Sunday, February 23, 2014
Friday, February 21, 2014
Thursday, February 20, 2014
As I write this post the day that I am looking at through my studio window is anything but bright. Although it is mid-day, the sky is deep grey, snow is dulled, the trees stand out in dark detail. We are about to get yet another snowstorm.
Ah, I comfort myself with this painting that I finished on the golf course in Florida. It was meant to be just a sketch. A one day effort but I ended up finishing it to a greater degree. This was my first day spent outdoors with my painting kit in Florida. The colors looked garish to me, the sun was so bright, the sky so deep blue, the grass so gaudy yellow-green. I put these down as I saw them, adding the deeper blueish shadows as the afternoon went on. When I brought this home, I was tempted to wash over the painting, neutralize it, get rid of the gaudy glaring brightness. Too much green and yellow!
My Florida friend protested that I should not alter it, the landscape is really that brilliant. That is what people love about winter in Florida. I am sending this painting to her.
Tuesday, February 18, 2014
Monday, February 17, 2014
Of course, it is Florida and I should expect to meet alligators on the golf course. However in the midst of my concentration on my painting I kind of...forgot about them. I decided to leave my easel and set-up for a few minutes and walk to the other side of the property to find a bathroom. A caddy had told me I could find a facility a ways beyond a large clump of trees. He also told me to drive the golf cart and not to try to walk it. I thought to myself why not walk and stretch my legs?
As I rounded the last corner of a large group of trees, my eyes searching ahead for a bathroom type building, I nearly stepped on this big guy. I back pedaled like a cartoon character, heart pounding. These big old 'gators are so accustomed to people that this one did not seem to notice me. He never twitched or blinked. (I don't think he did). I took a few photos and then got a sketch going of his marvelous ancient hulk.
Saturday, February 15, 2014
I was privileged to paint for about 5 days at the Lemon Bay golf course.
Lemon Bay is a Fully Certified Audubon Cooperative Sanctuary "Graced by nature with mature native pines, small lakes and ponds, they serve as home to their original ancient Florida Residences — flocks of exotic tropical birds and the nesting aristocrats of Lemon Bay, the white capped American eagle. They're all here protected by this Audubon sanctioned golf club."
Quoted from the Lemon Bay Golf Course website.
I saw the Bald Eagles protecting their nest and I saw two little fuzzy heads bobbing up and down within that nest. It was way up there in a huge tropical pine, but the eagles are plenty big for viewing from the ground below.
I also saw these large black and white birds called anhinga, and blue herons, snowy egrets, storks, and many others. This place is a bird lovers' dream.