The curve in the Clinch river in Sneedville, TN. I haven’t painted outdoors all year. I feel this one came out successfully. #Loose. #goodvalues #pastels #pleinair #pleinairpainter
We went to the Old City Cemetery early in the morning. I stayed under the trees while it was still a cool 73 degrees.
I feel like I made a breakthrough with those trees by being loose. I’m even happy with the Chapel itself. Loose. Loosen. Free. Freedom.
We have started our painting outdoors for the summer! Nancy, Terri and I went out to Seaman’s Orchard where you can pick your own strawberries, blueberries and cherries. The other fruit you can pick isn’t ready yet, but all of the above are delicious! Blueberries should be really ready soon. Really a beautiful setting and the views…….
If I’m going to be honest, I’ve been in an artistic bump in the road. I’ve been taking a lot of classes and really learning. The classes leave my mind full and excited. I hadn’t used my pastels or been outdoor painting for over a year and I was RUSTY! All my new found knowledge and now I don’t know how to paint anymore. That ugly FEAR that sits on your shoulder, landed on mine and the only thing I have been painting with is GESSO. I have started one painting of this tower at our local high school and I’m on the third Gesso rendition. In the case of my pastels, I brushed off the pigment and I sprayed alcohol on pages of pastel paintings to be painted over. In my encaustic paintings, I’ve been melting whatever I put down and starting over. Just fusing layers of light grey onto a substrate.
All the ideas are here. They’re just waiting for me to open the gates to an actual breakthrough in manifesting.
I am pushing through it. I’ve been here before and got through it to be very successful in my career.
This was the first painting I have felt good about in over a month. There’s still work to be done.
JUST KEEP MAKING A MESS!
I’m the featured artist at the Renaissance Theatre this May and for First Friday tonight! In honor of the play Hair, I’ll be showing my flowers on cigar boxes in encaustics medium. Also hanging will be my plein air pastel paintings of the Peaks of Otter.
The Lynchburg Art Club will be showing the paintings from Paint Out Lynchburg. I have two paintings there. It will be exciting to see who won. It’s like being at a race. My heart pounds waiting to hear the results.
Also, my newly painted acrylic paintings are hanging at the Academy Center of the Arts, Arts & Education Lobby, located in the Warehouse Theatre. It’s Kenny Weinfurtner’s class I’ve been taking and learning so much. Everything is available for purchase. Sales benefit the Academy Center of the Arts, Renaissance Theatre and of course, me. #FFLYH #downtownlynchburg #Academycenterofthearts #renaissancetheatre #encaustic #cigarboxes #pastelpaintings #lynchburgartclub #paintoutlynchburg
I was in the shade most of the day. My snack was a boiled egg and that little sucker popped out of my hand and started rolling down the sidewalk. Argh. Don’t judge me. I rinsed it off and ate it like that pack of dogs in A Christmas Story. I think the term starving artists came out of how hungry you get when you’re creating. Between paintings I went to the Community Market for some meat on a stick! Sat in the sun. Glorious! Food, water, sun. What else is there, except for art! Too many exclamations?! This is the final of Mrs. Joys Absolutely Fabulous Treats. Such a bright palette. After loosening up on The Virginian Hotel painting, this one really flowed. Enjoy. #mrsjoysabsolutelyfabuloustreats #pleinairpainting #pastels #paintoutlynchburg
I painted outside today after almost a year. I hadn’t touched my pastels either. I’ve been using acrylics. I felt rusty. I felt like I was overworking the painting. I even put a light pole right in the middle of the painting. What?! After getting rid of that and just trying to loosen up and enjoy the process I feel that I came up with a finished piece. The Virginian Hotel is being restored and it’s beautiful inside and out.
#TheVirginianHotel #pleinairpainting #paintoutlynchburg #pastels
The reflection pond called. The light from the clouds bounced off of the pond and the trees were admiring themselves. The lily pads were at the end of their glory, yet they wanted to be the focus. Isn’t this the process of creating? The steps to honing skills. Bringing color, light, and nature onto the paper. We shall see as they evolve. Monet. Where are you?
Well. This wasn’t the first time I ever painted outside, but it might have well been since it had been 30 plus years since my college days. It was the most satisfying and wonderful experience. The birds sang all day. The sun was shining through the trees. I was connecting with this Chinese Maple tree and its’ surroundings.
An interesting side note:
It’s funny, when you are an artist people say whatever comes to their mind. It’s as if you belong to them. They have no filter because of that. It’s as if you’re pregnant and everyone wants to touch your belly.
When other artists saw this tree, they said things like “I had no idea you could paint like that.” I’m on a journey and exploring encaustics on cigar boxes and painting night scenes with pastel. This is a good reminder not to judge others by what you see.
I painted this tree during the Paint Out Lynchburg in the Old City Cemetery this past May. I’ve been hooked ever since.
The Ugly, The Bad and The Good
Here is Week 11 of the Peaks. It was an interesting week. My inspiration had run dry. I decided to zoom in on Flat Top in my mind. It’s quite the evolution and this was the hardest to work through. The first one is as far as I got on location. The second one I added these ridges at home out of my memory. I felt lazy and did not want to add the clouds. I stepped back, squinted and called it good. I took the photo. Lo, and behold, it looked like a pile of stinky’ness left in the curb. Okay, Okay I say to the mountain, I’ll add your friends the clouds, while wiping away the “pile”. I put in shadows, purple and once again declared it done. I take a picture, email it to my painting partner and she sees a face in the middle of the mountain. I thought I was the only one who saw faces in things. ARgh.
The final one is faceless and doesn’t look like a pile.
Pastel 11″ x 14″
Here we are at week 10 of studying the Blue Ridge Mountains. It was raining this day. We sat under the porch and I used watercolor pencils. I love the combination of pencil lines and looseness I can play with in using this medium. Pastels and rain do not mix. Talk about leaving the cake out in the rain. This was just fun to do. 11 x 14 watercolor pencil