Sometimes it’s interesting to see the progression of a painting. I build-up color, continuing to layer until a painting feels finished. The initial painting session, for me, is just about getting something on the canvas. Once I’ve leaped that hurdle I am compelled to keep going. “Just begin” is my mantra as I drag my unwilling body into the studio and work to overcome inertia. I always prime my canvases with the complimentary color to what I think will be the predominating color of the final piece. Since I paint nature that color is often in the green and blue range, so my under-painting is red or orange. Though most of this color is covered up, twinkles of it show through in the final that give the art life.
Deschutes River Conservancy’s annual RiverFeast event was held July 30 at the beautiful House on the Metolius property. It was a gorgeous summer evening with excellent food, music and comraderie—and a knock-out view of the Metolius River with Mt. Jefferson giant in the background.
I am privileged to have been invited to paint the setting for this event for the past four years. The process starts in the early spring, long before the rich growth and color of full-on summer. So, I use lots of artistic license, photographing the area when spring has barely arrived to nail down the composition and adding the fullness of summer.
This image of the Metolius meadow was well received and I offer a giclee print, sized proportionately to the art to fit your space, printed on paper or canvas. Contact me for an estimate!
I was struggling to decide what to paint and happened on this photo taken in late autumn at Sparks Lake. Broken Top is mirrored flawlessly in the water. The colors are vibrant. It was late afternoon and there wasn’t another soul around. It was that moment before winter when the very air feels like it’s poised on tip toe. I love to paint Broken Top with just this amount of snow….the terracota color of the rock is so different from the other mountains.
I love the juxtaposition of these contented cows in a pasture in front of the majestic rocks formations at Smith Rocks in Terreboone, Oregon. This area is before you get into the park and it’s surrounded by farmland. The mellow light of morning gives the rock a pearly look. This is a medium sized soft pastel painting. See it on the Landscape page.
After a bit of an unintentional break from painting, I’ve finally gotten a couple of new ones done. When I haven’t painted in a while I tend to do something different…this acrylic painting of a heron up in the top of a tree with dramatic lighting has been in my head for awhile. I took the photo a couple of years ago and imagined the heron with billowy, just before sunset clouds behind it. The name “Omen” came to me too. Sometimes the name starts the process.