Tag: landscape

Doing, Doing, Done

I have been busy. Some things I want to do, others things are in process, being forced to listen to really bad jokes (i.e. What do you call a dinosaur with really good teeth? A flossoraptor.), and just sort of shuffling along. Artwork has been rather time consuming as I have been painting in oils and those take time to dry, so no artwork is easily posted. And I have been working on my ukulele practice, which obviously cannot be posted unless I record myself. And who would want to hear that? I am no musical genius and notoriously tone deaf.

Today my next term of oil painting begins. This is the painting – in progress – I will bring to class this afternoon to work on. It’s been drying a bit so I scanned it rather than photographed it, which never really works out well as far as I am concerned.

It’s somewhere in the southwest. I am trying to make things very soft and blended and it is a challenge. We will see what happens this afternoon. Oil on panel, 16×20 inches. I also have a few small, blank canvases to play on should I get stuck or need to stop in class before the class time is up.

The other thing I have done is restrung a ukulele – my very first time changing strings. There are a lot of videos out there which discuss strings (i.e. nylon vs fluorocarbon, low G vs high G and which one is best). Different bridges have different tie-offs. Tools, too, can be used – or not. Me, I have a tuning peg winder, a wire cutter, a pair of pliers, and a Snark ukulele tuner. It took me an hour to replace 4 strings, but I am rather pleased with the results. I watched this video and learned a lot.

The ukulele I had was not an expensive one with nylon strings. I figured it would be a good idea to use fluorocarbon strings as they are easier on my fingers. I used D’Addario strings and pretty much followed along with Cynthia’s suggestions. It worked out quite well. Now I am playing and tuning the uke, and playing and tuning the uke, and playing and tuning the uke as the strings stretch and settle in. Amazing how often this has to be done.

So, there we are. Not an exciting post, but it feels good to write a bit!

Sand Dunes in Death Valley

Death Valley is up and off Hwy 395 along the Eastern Sierra Mountains in California. It’s a strange and eerily beautiful place with a lot of surprises and history. It is preserved as Death Valley National Park. The website is filled with great information and it is one of the best places to visit – in the right season, and in the right weather. People die in the desert because they do not understand it, so if you go, be careful!

Sand dunes always amaze me. I am still stuck in my child’s view of the world that sand dunes exist only in the Sahara, and can only be found by riding a camel. Silly, yes!

There are sand dunes everywhere – beaches and deserts mostly, but sometimes in places you least expect. Their shifting shape in the wind and blowing away foot prints or burying ancient cities all lead to a fascination as they make everything seem so temporal.

Anyway . . . . this is an oil painting using a limited palette. Some of the goals in doing this painting included smooth, smooth brushwork for the dunes. I tried to catch the gradual gradations and color changes I saw. In the distance is the flat valley before the towering mountains. For each I used directional brushwork and a deliberate vagueness to create a surreal effect. The mountains, when I look at them afresh, can also be visualized as swirling clouds. Interpretation I will leave to your eye.

Oil on canvas panel; 16 x 20 inches.

In the Devil’s Garden

The American Southwest is amazing. Austere, rugged, rich colors of red barren stone showing sedimentary rock layers in many different colors. Plant life is tough and diverse and needs to be able to withstand extreme heat and cold, as well as arid conditions. Portraying these colors is really a challenge and a lot of fun as well! Here is the Devil’s Garden Trail area in Arches National Park. I thought doing it in pen and color might be the easiest route . . .

Strathmore Vision paper, 9×12, ink, watercolor.

Across the Pond

This has been a terrible week out here. Where I grew up was burnt to the ground in a lot of areas with family and friends losing houses. Election week was a roller coaster. It is always surprising to me how such things can just cause my sense of world order and sanity to just blow away, as well as realizing the world is not as I see it – perceive it – want it to be. But connections with people and hobbies and doing things – normal, everyday things – does help settle the discomfort and chaos a bit. Not sure what the next several years will bring, so we will wait and see – what else can we do?

I guess we can paint!

Watercolors almost always soothe my troubled soul! Painting and drawing does in general. The act of doing is an act of being, an affirmation of life, and the validity of existence. Me, I am always searching for explanations, but there are times when the only explanation is to do something, like paint, watch a movie, read a book, go for a walk, watch the cloud pictures in the sky.

Nature. Water, trees, sky, grasses. Peace.

Watercolor, Kilimanjaro 300# CP paper, 11×14.

Track

Sometimes things just catch my eye or interest and, as someone who paints, makes me want to practice doing them – not just with a sketch, but with a painting. Some people practice but my practice wants a result. Not perhaps the best way to learn, but my little Puritan heart always wants my time to be productive and the productive part falls into a “finished” painting. Maybe a bit sinful for a Puritan, but . . .

So, roads and tracks. Straight lines through a woods, a track over uneven back country here. Also, a suggestion of a water puddle or two reflecting a bit of the stormy sky above. Wet, green, verdant land. Sea or mountains in the distance. I want to walk that road.

Watercolor, 11×14 Arches CP paper.