Today’s tour will consist of views – oak trees, the pond, the arbors, and finally, the views from the 2 hills on the north east corner of Tulare County’s Mooney Grove Park.
I felt sad to not be going to the park when my murals were finished, and this tour was my way of lingering. Now that our extended tour of Mooney Grove has concluded, we will return to the actual business of art next week.
Yeppers, I made up another word. It simply means that I was able to paint a few more days than expected and have more progress to show you on Mineral King oil paintings.
More detail on the painting on the left, but more contemplation is needed before signing this.
What does Pippin think?
Since Pippin didn’t offer any help, I added wildflowers to these two.
That was fun, so I did the same to the painting on the left.
Now let’s tackle this unusual arrangement of a usual subject matter, the Honeymoon Cabin in Mineral King, now a little museum. Well, actually right now it is boarded up for the winter. And let’s just paint it, not tackle it, hmmm?
This turned out really well, so when it is dry, I’ll photograph it minus the poor afternoon sunlight and sheen of wet paint so you can fully appreciate its specialness.
Pippin? Got anything to add here?
Guess not. He just adds cuteness to my life.
. . . is a little tricky, because they are LITTLE!
Those little 2×2″ canvases are tricky tricky tricky. Small metal clothespins fit inside the back, serving as handles while painting and a way to secure them to the pegboard for drying. Alas, I only have 3, but there are 6 little canvases to paint.
All except one of these poinsettias will be available at the Perfect Gift Boutique on Friday and Saturday this week. The poinsettia paintings come with little wooden easels, perfect for those into minimalist decorating (even those into maximalist decorating).
Besides fruit and frost protection and a signature, this one needs a title. It might also need to have the fog or smoke removed, and a bit more texture and detail in all the layers of hills and mountains.
My sister and I crossed 2 bridges on our “Urban Hike” of seven San Diego bridges. There were 5 to go, and it was so fun to navigate through the streets with just some written instructions, sightseeing while on the lookout for bridges.
Thus we conclude our saga of my visit to Sandy Eggo, a city and county of many dear people in my life, many memories, and I hope, many future visits.
There are juried are shows, and there are judged art shows. Juried shows have a judge or a panel of judges who decide which entries are in and which are out. Judged shows award prizes.
I entered a juried show which is to hang for a year in a Tulare County government office building lobby. Any piece had to be a minimum of 2′ per side, so I rejuvenated 2 older pencil drawings and painted a new oil of my favorite bridge. (That’s the Oak Grove Bridge on the Mineral King Road.)
Go figure. I asked the coordinator of the show if he could tell me how the decision was made. It is good to know the reasons behind such decisions, because they help me learn for the future. He didn’t know, couldn’t tell me, and I continue in a state of befuddlement.
Normally I don’t enter juried shows, because they often have an entry fee and then are a hassle to deliver the work. This is in Visalia, the county seat of Tulare County, and since my mama lives there, delivering will be part of my normal route.
There will be an opening reception to the show on Thursday, September 19, and I cannot attend, so the mystery of why 2 are in and 1 is out will remain unsolved.