Herring gull on 6×8 in canvas. I took a break from landscape and tried some alla prima on canvas taped to a support. Gulls are not very popular with a lot of people. Anyway…I can’t seem to stop admiring them and being inspired by the challenge of modelling soft white and grey against black. This is not a scientific illustration (the camera has done some weird things with the shadow colour above the belly which I kinda like) but sure was a great way to spend an afternoon. One more for the 100 days project which I started several hundred days ago…
Kermit the Frog found being green to be a challenge and landscape painters have often complained about the colour as well. I am joining the chorus these days as my interest in landscape painting is taking me into this ‘jungle’ of verdant hues. Tucked away in my studio with the window providing a nicely framed view of the backyard, I’ve been practicing. Cedar trees are plentiful here and are challenging to represent, convincingly. Seeing green spots before my eyes from all this makes me wish for sunlight and the man-made hues of last summer!
This little piece appeared on a Christmas card I created a few seasons ago. 2016 has been a busy year with big changes and this year finds me unpacking and setting up my new studio and waiting for working lights to be put in. That is happening today. Yesss!!!
So here is a souvenir of Christmas past. It also reminds me of my former home. The congregation of small birds, depicted here in ink and wash, used to meet and eat at the bird feeder, just outside the patio doors.
This post goes up with a message for all to have a wonderful Christmas and holiday season– with food and friends of course!
As the title suggests, RV living has reached an uncomfortable quiet zone. The time of rushing around and making decisions has finished and the waiting has begun. Waiting for the house to be move-in ready and then the back half of the storm–the storm cloud containing the belongings from my former life and the physical challenges of moving.
On a more literal level, we watched, waited and prayed while Hurricane Nicole targeted Bermuda and climbed to Category 4 before slamming into the island, at a reduced level 3. Not much difference between them we learned. I learned a great deal about the blessed geography of this island, with its high cliffs and natural reefs. We took comfort in the strong infrastructure of their buildings and their level of preparedness but nothing can take away the fear of knowing that a loved one (in this case our son) is beneath that swirling mass of unrelenting wind. So thankful to finally hear he was ok, I responded with this gouache piece in my journal…therapy for me and a record of waiting and watching.