A Little Painting on a Big Painting

 

English is a strange language. In the title, the first “painting” is a verb; the second one is a noun. This makes for a fun title, and perhaps it incites a bit of curiosity on the part of you, O Blog Reader.

I painted “Yokohl Oak” in 2020 and showed it in two separate solo gallery shows. People liked it, particular local bike riders, who told me, “Hey, that’s the Bike Tree!” To me it was simply a beautiful oak tree along Yokohl Drive, and I wasn’t even sure I’d be able to recognize it if I drove past it again.

Alas, it didn’t sell. I put it in the 3 other galleries that regularly and steadily sell my work, and it didn’t sell. One astute friend told me it was lacking in my normal amount of detail. Really?? This looks excessively well-detailed to me.

Oh. He meant on the tree itself. It is too smooth for an oak tree. My drawing students agreed when I took it back home for a touch-up. I often run things past them, because they always tell me the truth. Besides, it lets me know if I am teaching them to be discerning, to truly see things accurately.

This got called “The Bike Tree” by a few different people, so I figured I’d just go with that theme.

Then I started adding more texture to the bark on the tree.

After that, I tried to photograph it.

The light was wrong, making shiny spots and making the color wrong. I rotated it multiple ways, cropped it, edited it with the photo program on the laptop, and finally decided it will have to wait to be photographed another time. 

In the meantime, this is the new and improved “Yokohl Oak”, after I did a little painting on this big (24×24″) painting.

P.S. Yokohl is the name of a valley in the foothills just east of Exeter in Tulare County. For awhile, there were big plans to turn the area into a self-contained town, but the combination of local protests and drought shut that down.

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Valley Oak Tree

Valley Oak trees are part of life in Central California. Growing up, we saw them out in the middle of a cotton field, or centered in city streets that suddenly veered around one in an otherwise straight road. Now that I am a grown-up, I realize that these oak trees are special. They are the largest American oak, and the Latin name is quercus lobata.

No speakie Latin. Lobata sounds like “lobotomy”, which brings to mind One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest.

Never mind.

After I mostly/sort of/might have finished the oil painting “Tulare County’s Best”, I taped my 2019 calendar to the top of the easel and began working on the oak tree again.

My pencil drawing of the oak up Yokohl Drive was Miss March 2019, not Miss February. Didn’t matter – the drawing is more helpful than the photo in untangling all the knotted up branches that are the signature of a quercus lobata.

Sure starts out dreadful but it is sort of fun to slap paint around without the pressure of Get It Right The First Time.

Don’t be scared. With enough layers and time, this will turn out. I just listened to a podcast where the interviewee said that time can make up for lack of skill. This means that no matter how weak my painting skills might be, if I paint slowly enough, I will get it right.