Although at 58 degrees it wasn't especially warm, it was still delightful to get out in the sunshine and paint en plein air. In just about another week, these trees will be covered in light pink blossoms.
The Beatles "Good Day Sunshine."
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Friday, March 8, 2013
painting in the sunshine
Although at 58 degrees it wasn't especially warm, it was still delightful to get out in the sunshine and paint en plein air. In just about another week, these trees will be covered in light pink blossoms.
The Beatles "Good Day Sunshine."
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Westmoreland Park plein air
Tree18 x 24
under paintingIt was a beautiful fall day today at Westmoreland Park in Southeast Portland. I painted en plein air with a friend and we were drawn to the trees along the waterway. The play of light and shadow and the expressive twists of the trunk and branches drew us to them like magnets to paper clips.
Not too hot. Not too cold. Not too windy. Not too many people. Beautiful light. A good friend. And a day to paint outdoors.
I think I was channeling van Gogh today. All of that rich color and texture seemed to call for that kind of response from me.
Life is good!
Not too hot. Not too cold. Not too windy. Not too many people. Beautiful light. A good friend. And a day to paint outdoors.
I think I was channeling van Gogh today. All of that rich color and texture seemed to call for that kind of response from me.
Life is good!
Thursday, June 11, 2009
552 Westmoreland Park
Westmoreland Park plein air18 x 24, pastel
I was determined to keep my painting grayed down today. I quickly realized how many pure pastels I have and how few grayed ones. That made my self-imposed task more difficult.
I always say that I learn a lot from every plein air painting. With this painting I learned that just because I am enamored of a certain portion of the painting, I should not ignore the problems with value. The lower left portion of the painting turned out so beautiful with the under painting, it looked just like water. However, it was too light to make sense in the painting. Next time ...
Overall, I had a great experience in a park with plentiful subject matter, good people, and I came home with a pretty good painting.
I always say that I learn a lot from every plein air painting. With this painting I learned that just because I am enamored of a certain portion of the painting, I should not ignore the problems with value. The lower left portion of the painting turned out so beautiful with the under painting, it looked just like water. However, it was too light to make sense in the painting. Next time ...
Overall, I had a great experience in a park with plentiful subject matter, good people, and I came home with a pretty good painting.
Plein air painting at Westmoreland Park
Portland Plein Air and Studio Painters
It was great to paint with my art group today. The Portland Plein Air and Studio Painters are a large group of artists, some of whom meet regularly for art discussion and (when the weather is good) for plein air painting. Today we painted at Westmoreland Park in Portland.
I love painting with a group of other artists. We set up our easels where the subject interests us and mostly are quietly intense when painting. But, we also wander around a look at what each other is doing, and sometimes talk about the method, the subject, the value. We always ooh and ahh over new easels, new pochade boxes, a new brush, a better handcart.
We share our thoughts about how much work it is to paint outdoors. And then, grudgingly, admit that we learn more than imaginable with each plein air painting. When the painting turns out well. When the painting doesn't turn out well. No matter. The learning curve is steep en plein air.
Today I just felt happy to be painting with my painting friends.
I love painting with a group of other artists. We set up our easels where the subject interests us and mostly are quietly intense when painting. But, we also wander around a look at what each other is doing, and sometimes talk about the method, the subject, the value. We always ooh and ahh over new easels, new pochade boxes, a new brush, a better handcart.
We share our thoughts about how much work it is to paint outdoors. And then, grudgingly, admit that we learn more than imaginable with each plein air painting. When the painting turns out well. When the painting doesn't turn out well. No matter. The learning curve is steep en plein air.
Today I just felt happy to be painting with my painting friends.
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