principles - excursion

 

Here are the inside principles I set for myself .... while painting these scenes outdoors. Double click on image to see details enlarged.

• Pushing myself to go wide from left to right.

• Managing information down low and high up.
• Making these elements work in the painting.

 

Had I chosen to draw a crazy a cartoon, or put figures upside down in outer space, or go impulsively abstract I could have done that. I HAVE done that!!

 

THIS time--

• outdoors: in the wind, the sharp morning air, hunkered down, looking out across
• including nature elements, selecting some but not all, ignoring too much detail
• dealing with fleeting clouds, shifting reflections, changing shadows, all the motion
• focusing on light tree trunks in front of dark spaces
• making close tree rows recede
• choosing the colors I want, mixing colors on the spot, happy that acrylic dries fast
• going back to the same location multiple times at the same hour each day to catch a certain kind of lighting
• every brush stroke counts

 

Compare the following two images of the same work, Water's Edge.

 



      To me, the result was monumental. Managing information up high above my head and down to the grass beneath my feet. Using nature elements while working outdoors.

 

     At the end of my painting period (June and July), I made changes based on what I had liked in the other works, such as lightening the horizon, defining the shoreline and duckweed patch. The result was pleasing to my eye.

 

Excursion exhibit -- will be posted upcoming week of August 12 

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streaming over

At the impulse of your love, at the impulse of your LOVE, at the IMPULSE of your love--it comes. Streaming fowler--rockhill memos--names off the record--the positioning of gertrude woolf lighton--jim edd spencer--subjects geary logan lankes leighton had in common. A sheet filled with ideas, my truck cruising over the late green of north carroll county, toward work in chillicothe. spirit sparking flashes, lines of data, to a writer's glee, your whee, your manner of business, downloading file after file. Thanks Lord. This is what you bring to me.
You heard my cry and flooded my data banks to overflowing. The abundance of mulberry essence, your sense, your timing, your impulse, effortless, soundless music to my mind, all you, sweet you, my God. It comes.

Remember it, as the evidence lays ready to the right of the keyboard. Recall the goodness,the magnitude of him, who leads you into MORE. Delectable, always tending to your needs. Thank you Lord. Pull me back to your name, your genuine attention, your assurance, your fullness, your poetry, your symphony of good coded in my mitochondria.

you restore missing files from the hard drive, files buried within other files, you help me extract and consolidate: geary, spencer, memos, holly street, lighton. with clear air you release organization, thank you, thank jesus, thank you father, transfer complete, blessed be your magnificent power, your blessed interface, your pronouced exactitude,
 

 

"Delight in Me," you whisper close. On this cool day in September, yard blessed with new green shoots, leaves chanting your praise, windows open to refresh the house, cats napping and listening to the rustle breeze, I delight, Oh Lord, I remember, Oh God, I smile. Fingers tapping, pauses choosing, yes, to your credit, you are worthy of word and song.

 



brisk air -- go paint stanley

Stanley Branch 12 x 9 acrylic on watercolor paper available

After being cooped up inside it felt great to get out in the sunshine. Autumn is approaching, Missouri temps are in the lower 50s. Dressed in layers--my warmest shirt, overalls, and hat-- I settled on the Stanley Creek that meanders along the Tonnar property.

In the blowing wind I used a bungee cord to hold the watercolor pad to the easel. I finished the painting between 12:30 and 2:30 pm Saturday afternoon. Thanks to my friend who shot this clip. click on triangles above to view each one.