One of the things that intrigued me most during my trips to Ireland was how the feel of the landscape was so varied. You would be driving past beautiful, modern looking homes and right there in the middle of them would sit a quaint farm. In the painting “Days Gone By” I wanted to capture the charm of these places that had stood for so many years. I could sense that the walls held many stories (the Irish are great story tellers) and I wished there was some way, something more than by just painting them, that I could try to interpret those stories. But, I am a painter and I tell my version of the stories on my canvas.
To view this episode of “Painting Journeys”, click on the highlighted title of the painting, “Days Gone By”, or go to http://www.wscssheboygan.com. Go to VOD (video on demand), select playlist “Painting Journeys” “Days Gone By”, County Claire, Ireland.
Each year the Oil Painters of America, a national organization for artists that paint in a representational style with oils, hosts Paint Outs all over the United States. As a member I had the wonderful opportunity to attend an OPA sponsored paint out in Denmark, Wisconsin last fall. Our host, Molly Johnson, owner of the Academy of Fine Art in Denmark, was very gracious and welcoming. It was a cold and rainy day and we would run in and out to get warm and dry off in front of the big fire in an oversized wood stove she had in the comefy lounging area for the artists.
I painted on the front porch of her house, to keep out of the rain, and her adorable cats kept me company as I rendered the porch swing, all surrounded with beautiful bushes in all of their autumnal splendor, unto my canvas.
Northern Wisconsin is a beautiful place to visit any time of the year, but in the fall it is gorgeous. “The Colors of Autumn” are so vivid and the clean smelling air is very refreshing. I had come to visit the Apostle Islands. After a wonderful and informative day on the lake touring the islands I thought I would stop for dinner. Quite by accident I stopped by what turned out to be the oldest restaurant in Bayfield. I was delighted to see all of the history, as the walls were covered with photographs, all autographed, of big movie stars from the 1940s through the 60s. What fun and memories of great movies I had seen years ago.
To view this episode of “Painting Journeys”, click on the highlighted title of the painting, “The Colors of Autumn”, or go to http://www.wscssheboygan.com. Go to Programming, scroll down to VOD (video on demand), select category “Arts, Music & Entertainment” and then scroll the shows for “Painting Journeys” “The Colors of Autumn”, Bayfield, WI.
While traveling through Ireland I stayed in one place and took day trips to the various locations I wanted to visit. I visited lovely little hideaway villages as well as enormous castles in larger cities. A most welcome sight though, every morning, as I came out to board the bus that would take me to that day’s adventure, was this huge old tree. To me it was one of the most beautiful trees on the grounds of the manor. Early in the morning the sun would sift through the mist and bathe the tree in warmth and beauty.
As a child in grade school, I was always fascinated by “Old Faithful“. We were taught that you could set your clock by it, the geyser erupted at a certain time every hour. It took me many years to be able to finally visit Yellowstone Park and marvel at all of it’s beauty. When it came time for Old Faithful to erupt, I was right there, as close as the park rangers would allow. It did not turn out to be as punctual as I had thought it would be, but just as I was – it was a lot older now too.
To view this episode of “Painting Journeys”, click on the highlighted title of the painting, “Old Faithful”, or go to http://www.wscssheboygan.com. Go to VOD (video on demand), select the playlist “Painting Journeys” “”Old Faithful” Yellowstone National Park, Wyoming.
For years I have driven to Plymouth on Hwy C and seen the barn on the left side of the road just before you reach Hwy 57. The sign painted on it has faded almost completely from the sun. Each time I would drives by, I would tell myself that someday, I was going to paint that barn. The perfect time came just at the “twilight hour” this past spring. You know – that moment just before the sun goes down and everything glows. The complete sign reads “Eat Ice Cream for Daily Happiness”. I was very happy that day.
Years ago, in Southern California, we had a cactus in our backyard named Night Blooming Cereus. It only bloomed once a year for one night. About seven in the evening you would see a large bud on the side of the cactus. At about twelve to one in the morning the flower would be in full bloom and about the size of a dinner plate. By three or four in the morning the flower started to close and by seven in the morning it would be completely wilted and gone. If you did not notice the bud that one night, you would miss the “magic” until the next year.
I was looking for that one subject, that one of a kind. There were so many beautiful flowers in bloom, sculpture and enchanting architectural delights that it was difficult to make up my mind. My journey through the gardens had me quite confused as to what I want to share with you,the viewer. At last I came across one beautiful tree peony in all it’s glory.
To view this episode of “Painting Journeys”, click on the highlighted title of the painting, “Full Bloom”, or go to http://www.wscssheboygan.com. Go to Programming, scroll down to VOD (video on demand), select category “Arts, Music & Entertainment” and then scroll the shows for “Painting Journeys” “”Full Bloom” Tree Peony, Green Bay Botanical Gardens.
While waiting to leave this wonderful place I had stayed and painted at for the past four days, I could not help but paint my view from the window. I named it “Waiting on the Deck” because that is exactly what I was doing while I captured this serene moment in time. I am so pleased that my new collector found this piece at Cassy Tully Fine Art and Framing where it was on display, waiting for a new home.
One day in late summer of 2013 I stood on the deck and looked out for some small subject that would jump out at me and beg to be painted. I had been indoors for days due to rain and that afternoon when the skies cleared – there it was. This lovely little bench sitting in a patch of sunlight. I quickly grabbed my brushes and went to work. This is what I had after about an hour of painting. I thought it was just enough.