I posted earlier a 16x20 painting that was a " practice" for this larger painting that was a commission. I finished this large painting last week and delivered it. I am glad to say the client was happy with the end result. Whew! I am always a little nervous when doing a commission. I am looking forward to doing more of these large paintings.
I love Baskets. My dad learned how to make split oak baskets from an old man who lived out in the country. He made himself a contraption to split the wood, soaked the pieces and wove the baskets. He had to stop when his arthritis got too bad. Those baskets are treasured in our family now that he is gone. I think that was the way his artistic side was expressed. I'm glad he passed that creativity down to me.
I have boxes of photos of Italy and France. When I look back through them I regret not labeling each one with location. I was sure I wouldn't forget; but of course I did. The streets were so charming. There was always something delightful at every turn.
I know daffodils are past their season, but a little Spring never hurt anyone! Especially almost August in the south. I love it here but the only thing that survives the heat right now are the crape myrtles.
I chose this odd assortment of containers. They only have flowers in common, but it is enough.Every painting is a little adventure- I never know how it will turn out. Some days successful but some still go on the reject pile.I guess it is a metaphor for life!
I have been enjoying our morning walks this week. We walk the golf course and it is never the same. Yesterday morning there was a light fog settling over the course. I took some photos and this is the painting I made. I concentrated on the values; trying to paint all the lights and darks balanced by the mid tones.Iam hoping all this thinking will help prevent brain decline!
This painting is a study (16x20) for a much larger painting (36x48) that I am doing for a commission. Normally 16x20 is as large as I usually do. This time I am working up to the large canvas. Wish me luck!
Okay, it sounds like I am just showing off vocabulary prowess. It really was the first word that came to mind when I was thinking of naming this painting. The two distinctly different colors of flowers are the story here.( I confess that I did look up the word to make sure I spelled it correctly!)