Still Painting as if I Have a Show Coming

Yesterday I told you to come back if you wanted to see what else I am working on. Glad you could make it. I hope you aren’t too bored with my repetitious subject matter.

But first, LOOK! It rained early in the morning, and we took a short walk here in Three Rivers to see shades of blue and hills that we hadn’t seen in weeks.

Back to work: this is large for me, 18×36″. Because it is my current favorite subject to see, experience, and paint, I decided to do this for my own dining room. Then, I got asked to do a solo show at Exeter’s Courthouse Gallery, and realized that the piece belongs in the show. 

This is at the stage where it feels too hard and as if I will NEVER finish.

However, I am an experienced oil painter and I know better than to listen to these feelings. Phooey to you, Pheelings.

There. Guess I told them.

Despite my sense of apprehension, this is coming along nicely, with more color and texture in the hills, a bit more detailing on the foreground tree, another layer on the distant groves, closer orchard and ground.

Because I plan to put this in the gallery, and because all pieces in the show must be for sale, I have two choices when it is finished: paint it again for myself when it sells, or price it at $10,000 so it won’t sell. Since I am a professional, not a hobbyist, I will simply price it in the normal fashion, based on size. I want to raise the price, because it will hurt a bit less to part with it if there are more pieces of green paper with dead presidents’ faces on them in exchange for the painting, but I will keep it at the standard price for this size BECAUSE:

I use pencil, OIL PAINT, and murals to make art people can understand, of places and things they love, for PRICES THAT WON’T SCARE THEM!

Excuse me for shouting. Sometimes I get a little overly enthusiastic about that tag line.

Painting as if I Have a Show Coming (Because I Do)

As the title states, I am painting as if I have a show coming, because I do. Exeter’s Courthouse Gallery, November and December, specific dates undetermined as of yet.

This one looks finished when viewed from the back of a fast horse. However, there are no horses allowed in the Courthouse Gallery, fast or slow. 

Therefore, I spent another morning on the 12×24″ oil painting, cleverly titled “Yokohl”.

Next, I rephotographed the 12×24″ oil painting with the not very original title of “Looking East II”. (Honestly, finding great titles is a challenge when I paint the same subjects multiple times.) The smoke was not very evident, so I was able to get a photo without a weird orange tint.

Next, I did a tiny bit of adjustments on the 12×24″ oil painting cleverly titled “Alta Alpenglow”. It might actually be “Alta Alpenglow” II or III or even IV, but I chosen not to count this particular view. Maybe instead of numbers, they could be Title Good, Title Better, and Title Best. But then what would I call #4?

But wait! There’s more! 

You’ll have to come back tomorrow.

Selling During The Infernal Inferno

In spite of the store at the Silver City Resort and the consignment store Kaweah Arts both being closed due to the infernal inferno, I have had some good sales. Some of these were before the fire (I was waiting for the month to end); others are through the Mural Gallery in Exeter.






This giant sequoia is actually acrylic mural paint on scrap boards, about 2×4′, to be hung outdoors.

This is all pretty encouraging. It also means that I have to revise my list of what will be in the show at the Exeter Courthouse Gallery in November and December. I might have to see if I can produce a bit more than previously planned. This is not a problem; it is good news. Why? Because. . .

Using pencils, oil paint, and murals, I make art you can understand, of places and things you love, for prices that won’t scare you.

A Day Without Texture in the Air

On Thursday night, I woke up a zillion times wondering if it was raining yet. It wasn’t. Mid morning, it rained! Not much, but enough to clear the air. I don’t know the effect on the inferno, but the air stopped having texture.

I can paint another day with the doors flung open and I feel happy! Let’s get started on Yokohl.

Sky and clouds first.

Hills next, painting back to front.

And creek and ground last. Then I set it in the waning daylight to photograph it. After that, I painted the edges.

It isn’t signed yet because of that waning daylight. In brighter light I will probably find a dozen things to fix. This one doesn’t really call for much drawing with my paint brushes, but I will probably figure out a way to do that. Fence posts, wildflowers, grasses, an alligator in the creek . . . 

 

Why I Need to Paint So Much

How much is “so much”? Well, as much as the low light and bad air allows, in order to be ready for. . .

The Courthouse Gallery in Exeter has asked me to do a solo show for November and December!  I don’t know the exact dates yet, because they don’t exactly know the dates yet. 

When they first asked, I did inventory of available paintings and drawings, because they said they’d like to have both. The inventory was a little loosey-goosey, because I didn’t know if pieces would sell before that time. (This was pre-fire.) Kaweah Arts and the Silver City Store have been closed since shortly after Labor Day, so sales have stopped. Further, I have 9 paintings in the store, and no one is getting in there any time soon. No one is going up the road except fire fighters, and it is treacherous. 

This means I need to finish some new paintings in order to fill up the gallery.

Therefore, the painting I thought I would do for my dining room of my favorite subject will need to be finished and for sale. It’s okay; I can paint it again for Big Queen Me-Me.

This one needs to be finished.

I can do that.

See? Just one edge left to paint, let it dry, sign it, photograph it, and move on.

Next!

Okie Dokie, Much Less Smokie


The air was really good on Thursday, only unhealthy instead of hazardous. I was able to paint!

Let’s have another look outside:

I thought about skipping work and going for a walk.

Nope, I have customers who are patiently waiting for their work, and those custom Christmas ornaments are beginning to nag at me a bit (the ornaments, not the customer).

Oops. Somehow my 8×10″ photos of Hume Lake got all glued together. I tried to soak them apart, but whatever substance is uniting them into a solid clump will not respond to water. I will just paint using photos on the computer screen.

Here they are awaiting more work on the lake side of each ornament, but instead, I need to get the other side, the secret side, up to date.

I will show you one blurry photo of the other side. If you recognize this cabin, just pretend as if you don’t.

Happy Birthday, Reader Anne!

Way Less Smoky, Where Am I??

On Thursday, the day started out with hazardous air, so I planned to work in the studio rather than the painting workshop. When I went to the house for lunch, I noticed that I could see things and it didn’t smell smoky! Wait, where am I?? So Trail Guy and I took a short walk, first time in a month, and then I was able to paint. And not just paint, but paint with the doors flung open! (The AQI was 52, considered “moderate”.)

I painted the edges on this one.

I started another orange painting.

What is that about? Someone saw the 12×12 painting called “In The Orchard” and requested an 11×14″ version of the same scene, but this time with a little rougher looking soil and some orange blossoms.

It was so wonderful to have clear air that I carried it outside to photograph for you.

It looks more normal hanging on the wall. Well, as “normal” as possible for a scribbly base coat.

Do you think I can get it to this level, PLUS orange blossoms? Of course you do. Thank you for your confidence in my abilities.

This one needed to be finished so I moved it to the easel from off the shelf.

Clearly there is a theme here. I will tell you why eventually.

Focusing on Drawing Instead of Smoke

When the air is hazardous as it was at the beginning of last week, I just closed myself into the studio and focused on a large commissioned pencil collage. It made 9 hours fly by, and I forgot about the smoke outside.

You last saw the drawing at this stage:

This is what happened In 2 days of drawing.

Wow, sometimes I impress myself. 

Excuse me. That was obnoxious. You probably are interested in a bit of a story about this drawing rather than some puffed up bloviation by a Central California artist who complains about smoke unless she is tooting her own horn.

This drawing will be a gift (not from me but from the customer) to a lady pilot who lives in this house along an airstrip, has her own hangar, and a view of a lake. Her husband was also a pilot, designed the house and hangar, and he recently died. Our lady pilot will be selling and moving away, and her friend commissioned me to do this piece for her. 

These are remarkable people, both the giver and the recipient, and it is a privilege to participate in their lives, even on the outer fringes.

Happy Birthday, JG!

More Drawing Growth

Yesterday’s blog post was so fun that today’s will be the same, except this time it is using the Kaweah Post Office.

Growth in Drawing

Yesterday’s post about some trouble drawing made me think about the way my skills have changed for the better through the years. One of the best ways to see this is in my drawings of Farewell Gap with the Crowley cabin in Mineral King. Long time readers of this blog will recognize this sequence.

Nothing really needs to be said because if “a picture is worth a thousand words”, then this blog post is 4000 words.