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.
Cherry picking at Seaman’s Orchard
Blueberry picking at Seaman’s Orchard
Just one of the gorgeous views at Seaman’s Orchard.
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.
The view that I painted at Seaman’s Orchard
This is the start of painting.
The finished pastel painting on site.
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
This tree always seemed to be in the way of the moutain. I let it take center stage and it bowed.
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
Edible Chestnuts and skull treasures
Southern Running Pine (Lycopodium digitatum) Evergreen
Trees on the pond. 9 x 12 Pastel on Pastelmat
We walked around the hidden pond on the Claytor Nature Study Center property Tuesday. The trees didn’t think about anything but the breeze, the leaves abandoning their branch hosts, birds cackling and the colors! Along the tight trail around the pond were these magical pine plants covering the ground (Southern Running Pine (Lycopodium digitatum) Evergreen) and sharp covered shells that stung when picked up. Edible Chestnuts! Those skulls were a gift from the Center when somebody dropped off a box of SKULLS! Treasure indeed.
Nature just keeps being. It doesn’t care about us people and our activities. Trees in the Muir Woods are between 600 and 800 years old. America hadn’t even been discovered in recorded history yet.
I didn’t care about people activities while painting on Tuesday. The fall colors were great and I painted like a child coloring with crayons. With abandon. This is in pastel 9 x 12 on Pastelmat.
I had my first solo art show last year and these are some of the pieces that emerged for the presentation. These came together out of an experience and I’m ready to tell the story.
My Dad was sick and I needed to go home to Albuquerque.
Although I take my camera everywhere to catch inspiration, it’s a good place to hide behind. I took this shot of a plane being de-iced at the airport while heading out west to be with my Dad. It translated nicely to an encaustic on a cigar box.
December 26 getting de-iced
As life goes, my Dad passed and the night before the memorial service, we headed to Sandia Casino to drop my sons off for the night as there wasn’t enough room at my parents’ house. This is a shot from the Northeast Heights in Albuquerque where you can see the whole city below. Those guys managed to stay up all night and win $5000. They both felt like their Poppy was right there with them cheering them on.
To the casino
A month later I headed home. I made all of my connections and was stuck in the Dulles Airport where I was supposed to take a puddle jumper (literally, as the weather was bad) to Charlottesville, VA. My husband was waiting there for me. Oh, how much I missed him. They kept moving the flight, cancelling it, and finally we all boarded. Prop plane. In a storm. The lady I sat next to in the front row looks at me and says “we’re gonna die.” I answer “maybe you will, but I’m not dying.” So weird. We sat on the tarmac while being de-iced. Other planes next to us were getting their treatment. Ten minutes later…”This is the captain speaking. This flight has been cancelled.”
On the tarmac in the “death” plane January 27 – encaustic on a cigar box (sold)
Luckily for me, my son lives in D.C. where he rescued me from the airport. He drove us through that rainy night like a speed boat. I stayed behind my camera as I did not have on a life-preserver on. The next morning I took a train home. Pretzels and beer can be a complete meal.
The rescue from the airport – Pastel
We all have a story to tell and this one came out through my art. Who knew?
Alcohol Wash and vine charcoal drawing
Alcohol Wash of sky and vine charcoal drawing
The branches and back trees go in
The final version
Chinese maple close up
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.
First Attempt Swirls
Swirls with objects
Beginning of Tadpoles
Texture of tadpoles
Texture of tadpoles
I drew and painted as a child all the time. I drew and painted in my art courses at college. Broadcasting got a hold of me and two or three television stations later and I stopped painting.
Twenty years later I picked up a brush again and didn’t know where to begin…again. The first attempt was to throw paint on the canvas making swirls and adding objects, it seemed so flat otherwise. The colors popped! It didn’t mean anything. It was happy, but just a bunch of doodles.
Gesso is an artists’ friend. Goodbye swirls, hello circles. Still…flat. Some of those circles looked like breasts with the objects in the middle.
As I am always photographing micro shots of critters, I posted these tadpoles stuck in a tide pool on Facebook and a friend inspired me with “You should paint them”. The colors were vibrate, the composition flowed. A 3′ by 5′ painting of tadpoles emerged. Right over all those swirls/circles. I experimented with pastels combined with gel medium. Acrylics. Overall, it was a satisfying experience. This is the journey.