Monday, February 27, 2012
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Monday, February 13, 2012
This was an unforgetable scene out of the window of the train as we drove through west to east from Washington state to North Dakota. It just cried, "paint me,paint me" so I did. I am allready thinking of a large version. it was the only color in many miles but worth waiting for.
Saturday, February 11, 2012
High water created scenes not seen for a very long time in many areas. This was found when I walked behind a hill at the Retreat Center where I spend much of my summer . This is a morning I took a walk in an area which had been in in accessable in all the times I had been to the Center before. This is what I call being in the right place at the right time something I remain grateful for.
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Our prairie winter has been fairly mild and storm free, however two weeks ago we had high wind and between 5 and 8 in. of snow, leaving the roads with snow drifts, and glazed with ice. Out the window we could see the snow plow coming to clear the roads so we could get out again, always a good feeling especially in case of emergency. After a storm the sky usually clears and this is typical of what you would see. This painting came together like magic and has subtle color changes, some not so visible in this photo.
Thursday, February 2, 2012
The title of this comes from time spent at a Paint Away with a small art group that we take each year, four days of sharing, painting walking and one afternoon at a nearby gallery. This birch appeared at the side of the path as we went on a walk one afternoon. Very Pristine bark among all the decaying leaves and waining foliage of late fall made it look like someone all dressed up and nowhere to go. These outings are always inspiring and reviewing sketches and photos lets me enjoy it in the middle of winter.
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
My first trip to Washington state to visit my son, in spite of rain all but one day I found all the greenery almost overwhelming. Since we have nearly 9 months of cold or winter on the prairie. Most of all I couldn't believe that all the vines you see in the foreground are wild blackberries. They are considered nothing short of a plague as they grow everywhere. Needless to say in our climate we would be lucky to get them to grow even if we pampered them. So what is one persons poison is anothers good fortune, go figure.