Showing posts with label Southwest. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Southwest. Show all posts

Thursday, June 9, 2016

Winter Bog and more watercolors!

                                                        Winter Bog watercolor on Yupo 12x12


 This is often the case, I have a subject in mind and I begin painting. The mental image is how I orient the process but something usually goes wrong right away. I`ll labor to fix it which usually doesn`t work out either. This makes me irritated and willing to abandon my 'vision'. So on the painting above, when I reached that point, I poured a thin wash of color to the top and tilted the paper so it flowed down. Then I spritzed it with water and let that drip down too. The trees had now melted into a murk and mostly disappeared. The fractured shapes on the right emerged. I dried it and the thing was finally looking interesting! Now when I repainted the trees, the grasses and water it was into a field suggestive of the mood I was after initially. In due time, it began to feel exactly like the swampy pool I love in Bryant Woods. Doesn`t look too accurate but I pinned down the soggy decay which inspired my original impulse.


                                               Metolius Riverbank 2 watermedia on Yupo 12x12


 Because I had been enjoying the bright clear colors in the abstractions I`ve been doing, my aim here was to take a composition I already knew and paint it in the wildly inventive colors Bonnard would use. That didn`t go far! Maybe my familiarity with this subject was too imprinted. Or maybe they`re not in me? After all, I live by choice in the Pacific Northwest and not in the south of France. Every time I try to be a carefree Mediterranean, my cold Anglo Saxon heart says not so fast buddy.


                                                       Over the Sea 32 watercolor on Yupo 6x11


 Muted, quiet, neurotic and introverted....but not always!;


                                                               Carnival! watercolor on Yupo 8x24


Finally, after four years of intermittent work, I finished my large Yellowstone hot spring;


                                                     Yellowstone Geothermal oil on canvas 30x48


 A young man from Oregon fell into one of these last weekend. Only a few personal items were found, there was no body to recover. This danger, which is everywhere in the park, is thrilling. You walk on a trail and see lots of bear poop and realize the Grizzlies use these same paths! The jewel like pools beg for your touch but are more rapacious than a school of piranha! The whole place sits inside a churning caldera of a volcano. Smell the sulfur, feel the heat through your sneakers! It is a fierce and awesome place.


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                                                             John Beerman


Here`s a sweet little video of the British artist John Beerman painting on location in New Mexico. No dialog, just some music. Watch to the end and see the unique and lonely end of day in the desert. Just beautiful.


 And should you be feeling sad, go here for comfort. It always works for me.


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Tuesday, July 22, 2014

New Mexico Remembered

                                                         From Albuquerque to Home
                                                         watermedia on paper 16x12"

                                               Cottonwoods watercolor on paper 3.5x21"

                                                                   Santa Fe Baldy
                                                    watermedia on paper 40x27" 1988

 Memory becomes so interesting as I get older. Often it`s frustrating and completely unreliable but sometimes it`s like a long closed door is now open again. I was told this would happen. Be lucky enough to live a long life and you will revisit your youth again. I moved to New Mexico in 1976 at 22. Though I consider leaving it one of the best things I ever did, moving there was one of the bravest. I loved it immediately. Now after being in Oregon for 20 years, I`m having the sweetest small recollections of what it was like back then. Coming from Southern Calif., the clean air alone was exotic and exciting!
 So with the top two paintings above, I was fooling around with some new papers and these NM landscapes emerged, full of emotional significance for me. The beauty of my new home state was stunning and even though I was really struggling economically, it felt in many ways like a rich existence.


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Sunday, April 6, 2014

Chimayo Spring

                                                           watercolor on paper 22x15

Nice to be home again, nice to be working in my cozy man-cave/studio.
This is from the late 80`s, one of hundreds of images I had transferred from slides to DVD this winter. To my shock, a great many of them I have no memory of. I know what time of my life they were from, where I was living and by the execution, what my motives were but actual pieces, like this one, no recall. This was a prosperous time in my life, between recessions, and I think lots of stuff went out the door quickly. Anyway, I kind of like it. It will take me awhile to digest my month at Sitka, meanwhile here is a hopeful painting of spring for my friends in the East.


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Saturday, February 8, 2014

Tahquitz Sycamores

                                                         watermedia on Yupo 26x20
                                                         beginning watercolor stage

Another Palm Springs painting, no golfers in sight. That city is surrounded by great hiking opportunities and I wonder if they ever promote that fact to tourists? In my opinion, it was worth the over priced airline ticket.
 The bottom version is all watercolor. I wanted to establish some transparent areas before finishing with more opaque acrylic brushwork and washes.

Sunday, September 22, 2013

Tree Shadow - Brush Creek Afternoon


It is always nice to come home, no matter the adventure.
In New Mexico the other day, I was packing books off a shelf and found the top little painting mooshed against the back of the cabinet behind the books. Of course I had forgotten all about it, I had never photographed it so I did then and there with my phone. I then proceeded to shame my friend for her ingratitude.
The other watercolor is Wyoming but it could be any river flowing out of the mountains and into the valleys of northern New Mexico.
watercolor on Yupo 10x7.5

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Spring Orchard New Mexico

I`m surrounded by less than successful new work so here is my take on spring in Chimayo New Mexico from 25 years ago. At that high elevation, everyone is so ready for some warmth and something green.
I painted at Bosky Dell Natives today with my friend Ruth. She got a gem and I did a dud. Oh well, the day was sparkling and sitting along the creek in deep conversation was what I really needed.
Her recent post about the 'career' of an artist is worth reading.

Thursday, October 18, 2012

Winter Storm Chimayo

It`s good to get away, it`s great to come home.
Mostly through the Swedish painter, Bo Franson`s Tumblr collection, I`ve discovered the work of the early 20th century American painter, George Wesley Bellows and his landscapes. I knew of his famous boxing pictures but had no idea he was such a sensitive observer of nature. He was especially good at conveying bleak weather conditions in gritty working environments. In looking through images of his work, I saw this painting and thought, I know exactly where that is! It`s the same view of the foothills and mountains in Chimayo New Mexico that I painted repeatedly when I lived there. Like the one above, painted around 1991.
watercolor on paper 36"x48"



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