During a mostly overcast weekend in Mineral King, we had a few moments of sun. A standard simple walk is to go down the road and back up the Nature Trail (Yes, I know it is a stupid name – “Wildflower Walk” seems more appropriate once summer arrives.)
The morning light is inspirational.
What does “inspirational” actually mean?
Something that inspires. . . this light, this cat, together they inspire me to take photos.
Wait a minute here! I’m supposed to be inspired to make art.
Does this mess inspire you? It is an honest look at my drawing table while I am working on a coloring book.
The beautiful light and my sweet kitty inspire me to record the moment. The ideas in my head inspire me to draw. (My new friend Dan inspires me to blog when I am tempted to skip a day.)
Hi Perkins. Thank you for 17 years of loyal companionship, you Gopher Fiend.
Do you live near a beautiful place but don’t go there? I live in Three Rivers, just minutes from Sequoia National Park, and don’t go very often for a variety of reasons. It costs money, the lines are long, I am working. . . not all these things are true all the time, so I have to pay attention to when they are not true.
A few days ago, a friend invited me to join her for almost-full moon viewing, photography and sandwiches from Sierra Subs (the best food in Three Rivers).
She picked me up at 6, and we headed up to Hospital Rock, and then down the road to Buckeye Flat Campground. The yucca are in full fluffy bloom, and she was hoping to be able to photograph them by the light of the moon. (She is very knowledgeable about photography and has great gear.)
I gave my tripod to my nephew because he needed one and it no longer fits my life or cameras. So I decided to just try and hold still for the low light. My camera has lots of controls that don’t make sense to me, so I just experimented. The experiments, combined with some computer adapting, gave me these results.
I relearned some simple good things.
Do you know why I write this blog?
It is because I want to remind us all that there is beauty here in Tulare County. Sometimes I have to put myself out into that beauty and even take my Big Girl Camera with me to get great photos so I can do my job of reminding you of the beauty of Tulare County.
The wildflowers along the lower 6.5 miles of the Mineral King Road are abundant and beautiful. There really aren’t very many places to pull over, so just drive slowly and soak it up. Better yet, have someone else drive, and you can just gawk.
This is spice bush, and it is in bloom right next to the Oak Grove Bridge.
There is good water flowing beneath the bridge. This is the upstream view.
This is leaning over the bridge looking downstream. There was a pickup parked on the bridge with rafting stuff. The people were actually rafting down there! I have no idea how they got the raft down to the water or how they got into the thing without having one foot in and one foot out when it shot down some treacherous rapid.
Leaning out over the bridge is all the risk I care to take here.
This is the first time I have noticed the rock work propping up the road over there. STAY PUT, little rocks.
We did a little trespassing to get this view. Now you don’t have to. I don’t know if there is enough color here – just greens and browns, with that little place of blue in the water. The wildflowers are just too small. Maybe I could put some in the foreground, in spite of the fact that there are none there. . .? Time will tell. I still haven’t finished the 24×30″ painting that has been on my easel since January or February! Too busy being out in the beauty of Tulare County to be recording it in paint right now.
On Easter Sunday in the afternoon, Trail Guy and I took another spring walk in Three Rivers. Let’s skip the chit-chat and look at the pictures.
This is the view up toward Case Mountain.
Here is Alta Peak with its elephant and Moro Rock.
Fiesta flowers
The flume above Dinely Drive; forgive us our trespasses. . .
Hen and chicks? I don’t knowwhat this is, besides a beautiful succulent.
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The lupine were still going strong.
Then, I found this rose at home.
And thus we conclude a spring walk in Three Rivers.
Sometimes it feels as if Spring in Three Rivers lasts for about 20 minutes. This feeling causes me to not want to leave the area, not even to go to Exeter for a day to teach people how to draw, which is something I love to do.
With apologies to the writer of the song “The Most Wonderful Time of the Year”, I believe with all my heart that Spring is the Most Wonderful Time of the Year.
Have a look at a few days last week of enjoying Spring in Three Rivers. It is just photography, not art, but it is always a source of inspiration to me.
Today’s post is full of unrelated items, all of which are important. I have a profession filled with variety, all challenging, fulfilling, and fun. This calls for a list:
Now, if you have persisted to the end of the list, you get to see a few more beautiful photos of spring in Three Rivers. Thanks for stopping by today!
Something new is coming soon to Cabinart. This calls for an interview with Cabinart’s very own Jana Botkin.
Why do people say “very own” in front of someone’s name? Because they like to fill the airwaves!
Ahem. Let’s get on with the interview.
Interviewer: What is Cabinart?
(very own) Artist: The NAME of my ART BUSINESS!!
Interviewer: EXCUUUUUUSE me. So what is new that is coming?
(very own) Artist: Don’t rush me. First let’s review a few facts.
Interviewer: What is “media”? I thought that meant the news, talking heads, and spokes-holes.
(our very own) Artist: “Media” is the plural of “medium”, which is a word used for the material used to make art. Not the “ground” but the mark-making stuff: paper isn’t a medium; pencil or graphite is. Canvas isn’t; oil is. A wall isn’t; mural paint is. Get the idea?
Interviewer: Are you stalling?
(Our very own) Artist: Nope, just ‘splainin’ it to you, Lucy.
Interviewer: “Lucy”?
(Our very own) Artist: You know – that’s how Reeeky-Reeecardo said “explain” to Lucy!
Interviewer: You ARE stalling.
(our very own) Artist: Nope, just letting the excitement build.
Interviewer: COME ON, ALREADY!
Very Own Artist: You are shouting at me. Do I detect a hint of impatience in your tone?
Interviewer: With that sort of evasive non-answering of questions, you could run for public office.
(our very own) Artist: No thanks. I have a business/career/job/jobs. (artist and editor – Did you know that?)
Interviewer: No more diversions or red herrings! What is coming soon?
Our Very Own Artist:
More will be revealed in the fullness of time. . . stay tuned!
Sequoia trees and navel oranges are specialties of Central California, right here in Tulare County where I live and work as an artist (and now as an editor too).
So, I paint Sequoia trees and navel oranges. Often.
When these are dry, I’ll scan them and put them on my website for sale. Maybe I’ll put them on the blog too.
