This is a virtual tour. Enjoy it from the comfort of your easy chair. No viruses to be spread this way.
Mooney Grove Park is 100 acres of about 50 types of trees. The Valley Oaks (quercus lobata) make up about half of the tree population. The land was sold to Tulare County in 1909, with the agreement that only dead or dying Valley Oaks could be removed. Meanwhile, many new trees have been planted, a few of which I recognized, some that I learned about, some that surprised me, and all of which contributed to the specialness of this interesting and beautiful place.
It helped that I was working there during March, my second most favorite month. The grounds were green and many trees were in bloom.
Stop talking, Central Calif. artist, because we want to see some photos.
Okay. Photos. No more talk. Just pictures of a beautiful park in spring.

Any questions? To be continued Monday.

If you can’t beat ’em. . .




Next, I drew on some guidelines. This was easier than the first time. That’s how practice is supposed to work.
Here is a photo to help you see where basket #2 will go.
The paint colors were already mixed, so I was able to dive in.
But wait, what is this??
Sometimes I like to just have a little fun.




Next, I drew on the guidelines with blue chalk. (They don’t show much in this photo.)
Okay, that’s a long enough break, Central California Artist. Get back to work.










Several folks have said, “I hope that shrub in front of the Sequoias gets removed”. I think it is pretty, especially when the light hits the new reddish growth, which matches the Sequoia trees.
The orange grove now has a hidden item.
The Big Trees now have a hidden item.




I thought I might be able to finish it that day.
Then I thought I couldn’t.
Then I thought maybe I could.
Then I didn’t think it would be possible.
Got it covered, but it needs better detail, some corrections, the usual adjustments.
Nice new awnings over the entry door on the left and the office door on the right.
Clearly, I like this particular view.
For once in my muralizing life, I wasn’t paralyzed by indecision. This felt easy to begin.

There is no pattern to how I move around this wall – just a little here, a little there, maybe I can do this, if I do that it might help me see the proportions more correctly, up the ladder, down the ladder, step back, try this color. No matter what part I work on, the wall is getting covered.
Then I decided to get a bit more systematic, and work left to right.
Then I didn’t want to work from the ladder any more, so I hunkered down in the mud to work on the bases of the trees.
Not bad for a day’s work, eh? What makes this so pleasant and makes all this roaming around the wall in a random method possible is the fact that the wall is north-facing, and I never have to worry about protecting my palette or brush from the direct sun.

Better.
Best.