Mural, Day Thirty-eight

As I paint in silence (relatively speaking) and solitude each day, ideas come to me for this blog. Sometimes 2-3 hours go by with no visitors; they usually appear in groups, right around the time I break for lunch (all 3 minutes of it) or while I am trying to put it all away around 3 or 3:30 p.m. By the time I get home in the evening, I seem only capable of showing you a photo or two and grunting out a couple of syllables! Uhhh, photo, look.img_0926.jpgHere is the whole wall this a.m. so that you can see how close to the end I am.img_0927.jpgAnd here is a day of painting.  (Uhhh, photo, look.) 

Mural, Day Thirty-seven

Whooo-eee, it was a hot one today! Pleasant unless standing in the sun on the back of a truck in or on the asphalt next to a south facing wall. I gave up around 2 p.m. because the paint was drying too fast in the brushes. “Postcard” #6 is finished, leaving just the last one to complete. Got a few mountains to cover first. . . and that crack is the 3/4 mark, so that means I am perhaps 13/16 finished 8-). And just because inquiring minds like to know, this picture is about 13′ x 4′ – almost a mural unto itself. Rain is forecast for this week!day-37.jpg How would you like a coffee mug with this old scene of Timber Gap and the Mineral King valley?? They’re coming! 

Mural, Day Thirty-six

Great weather! Sounds like a cliche, but when one works outside, it is EVERYTHING. Had many visitors today, including my dear husband who set up that umbrella so that it can not blow over. It also can’t really be moved very easily, but at least for an hour or two it will be useful!  I had ridiculously high hopes of finishing this photo inset today, which is day #4 on this piece. In this type of meticulous detail I have 2 choices: paint or talk. Today I talked a lot. If you come to visit, I can and do listen while my back is turned to you. What’s more, I appreciate the entertainment of hearing your stories! Please forgive me for turning my back to you but that is where my work is, and no, you are not interrupting! Jared, thank you very very much for fixing my cell phone today – you are a genius!!!day-36.jpg 

Mural, Day Thirty-five

Thank you, Dick and Dawn, for the coffee today! Just in case anyone tried to call me today, my cell phone has quit working. Too bad it isn’t a Honda, because I’d take it to Foreign Auto Works. Alas, it isn’t, so I will do without one until it either rains or I run out of cat food, whichever happens first, thus allowing or necessitating a trip to Visalia. If you need to tell me something, call 561-7606 and I will retrieve the message in the evening. If it can’t wait, come to the wall. It is on E Street in the 100 north block.img_0917.jpg Today Keith turned the truck around. I’m sure I could have, but he showed up and offered so I said “Yes, please!” Turns out that the cab blocks the gusts of wind that have been blowing over the umbrella – this is a good change!  img_0914.jpgIt was a day of great detail, so not much forward progress happened but it was oh so fun. Not hot out either! Had so much fun painting that I forgot to watch the time (not that I could without my phone/clock) and painted until 5:15! I love doing detail, just love it! 

Mural, Day Thirty-three?

First, we interrupt our regular programming to bring you a shameless commercial for Foreign Auto Works in Visalia. If you drive a Honda, Toyota or Nissan, you NEED these guys. Really! Forget about wasting time and money at the dealer; go see Mark and Pete. I wouldn’t dream of driving a car that they don’t work on (oh, Acura and Lexus too) . They saved me yesterday, got my broken window thingie repaired even though they had a full day of work already scheduled. This was not unusual – they have been doing a wonderful job keeping my old Accords going since 1983 (I’m on #4) and my husband’s Toyota pickup going since he and I got married in 1986.(same truck, same wife) Foreign Auto Works, 559/734-8285. Now we return to our regular broadcast. First, it has been awhile since you’ve seen the wall in its entirety. Have a look:whole-wall.jpgYou can see that it is getting close to turn-the-truck-around time, perhaps another week. Had a little difficulty finding the right sepia tone for this long panoramic “postcard”. wrong-brown.jpg This was too gray and blended into the mountains. I mixed in a touch more red and got a beautiful burgundy, entirely wrong, but beautiful anyway. Next, I put all the browns on the wall so that Betsy and I could make a decision: brown-shapes.jpg In this photo it is mighty hard to see the difference. Turns out I had to mix a new color altogether, and it looks like this:days-work.jpg Reddish, but not too. Got so doggoned hot up on those black anti-fatigue mats that I had to knock off early this afternoon. The umbrella is not my friend, and tomorrow I will have to come up with a new plan for painting in the heat. I can do this!

Mural, Day Thirty-one

lake.jpgJust kidding! This is not the mural’s progress today. Whoever said it takes 30 days to form a habit hasn’t met me. I FORGOT to photograph the mural when I finished painting!  So, I’ll just tell you a bit about the day. The most memorable event was when a gust of wind blew the umbrella and 35+ lb. base off the bed of the truck, which is about 4-1/2 feet off the ground. It crashed onto the parking lot, and thankfully, no one was in its path. No one else saw its flight, but 2 broken ribs (on the umbrella, not on me) attest to the incident. Other than that, it was a normal day of painting and talking to people. Lots of people. Lots and lots of people! 

Mural, Day Thirty!

Oooh, ooh, I think I might be 2/3 finished! My first guess at how long this would take was 60 days, and it may be that or even less. My hope is to have it look finished, and then have lots of time to dink around and improve and perfect and of course, hide a few things. Today the Mural Team was in town sealing murals with some magic stuff that is supposed to brighten the colors and slow down the UV damage. They had a very good lunch and invited me. This is the second time I have actually taken a lunch break – the first time was yesterday. Careful, a slothful pattern could be developing here!img_0837.jpgThe lunch took place in front of my former studio. I sat on the brick step, because I paid for that thing, doggonit! img_0835.jpgMy old studio was inside my favorite mural at the time – such a wonderful location. Today was the only day in 7 years that I felt a little sad about not being there anymore. It is now part of Rosemary & Thyme, a WONDERFUL store.img_0839.jpgOkay, isn’t this interesting? You can see 1/3 of the model painting (called a “maquette”) on the right. This is the first time I have seen it since handing it over to the Mural Team back in January. The colors seem more accurate to real life on the mural itself than in the maquette. It was very helpful to have it there today – got some weird shapes sorted out by looking at it instead of the complicated photographs.

Mural, Day Twenty-nine

I knew today would be good when a man from Verizon drove up, got out and handed me a cup of coffee! Thank you, Mr. Verizon!! That was really really nice!  It was a very busy morning at the mural – a social event, to be sure. Then, Betsy came by and wondered if perhaps she could photograph Farewell Gap for a tee-shirt. This would have been fine, except that there wasn’t quite enough finished picture around Farewell Gap. So, I had a bit of a painting emergency – a get-‘er-dun situation for sure. I painted like a crazy woman (shush, those of you out there making the obvious smart remark), she showed up at 2 as she said and I simply said, “Go away”. She came back awhile later with some mocha-frappa-cina-latta-calorie wonderful treat, and we proceeded to photograph the mural. She needed more photos than just Farewell Gap, so we had to move IT because of the shadow IT was casting. Turns out the wheels were a bit mired in the dirt of their respective potholes because IT hasn’t been moved or used for several weeks now. Then my car was in the way of IT and I couldn’t find my keys. Betsy said, “Put it in neutral”, so I did, and she pushed while I Fred-Flintstoned. Phew. Got all the photos, and found my keys later when time wasn’t so crunchy. (just another day at the office?)img_0825.jpgIf you would like a tee shirt with this design on the back, they will be available soon!img_0826.jpgHere is more of the full day’s work which included more detail in the White Chief bowl.img_0828.jpgLook – what is this?? Just another spot on the truck where the splinters will be glued down, this time in dark green. It is a result of one of those hurrieder-behinder situations that involved scooping up wet paint with both hands.   

Mural, Day Twenty-eight

Now I can confidently say that I am half-way through. Today I realized that White Chief still needed some reshaping, and also concluded that it is much hotter on the truck than on the ground. Therefore, my new plan is to work on the truck in the a.m. and on the ground in the p.m. (Kenny M., if you are reading this, Mr. Stroben says “Hello!” Actually, he said it whether you are reading this or not.)day-28.jpg