. . . and one that was, but then I changed my mind. I’ll tell you about that another day.





. . . and one that was, but then I changed my mind. I’ll tell you about that another day.





Doesn’t that sound careless? It is meant to convey a sense of methodically completing oil paintings, standing in front of the easels without mercy, focusing relentlessly on the job at hand in order to have time in Mineral King, or to work on some pencil drawings, or maybe just park my tookus and read.
Here are some in progress photos:

These are now completed, signed, with painted edges, all drying in the workshop.

These weren’t hard because they had base coats, with all the shapes and darks and lights blocked in. All I had to do was mix the right colors, find obedient brushes, and systematically make them the best they could become without getting caught up in unnecessary extraneous details (as I define “unnecessary detail”, not as the folks who tell me to stop drawing with my paintbrushes). Pencils require tight details; oils require great color; both require great contrast.
Now I have 3 more to paint: a commission (although it is still in the conversation stage I feel fairly confident that it will become a real job), something for a friend in trade for some iris rhizomes to share, and one more small Mineral King painting, because I ran out of daylight on my marathon painting day.
Stunningly mild summer weather made it a pleasure to paint this large classic Mineral King scene. Normally it is uncomfortable to paint in the summer with the swamp cooler roaring and blowing things around while doing its best to help me focus on work.
For some reason I found it easier to work from the bottom up, from front to back, the opposite of my usual path across a canvas.

Because it was so nice out, the big doors were open, and some vacationers across the street came up the driveway to see what I was doing. Wow, what a fun visit with this family from Ventura! Questions, so much interest and curiosity, lots of questions. Young Landon wanted to know the “very hardest thing in art – how do you draw a nose?” I said, “You don’t draw it, you shade it, because it doesn’t have any hard edges”. By then we were all in the studio, Landon, parents Christine and Lawrence, and granddad John. I “drew” Landon’s nose for him. (It might have been awful because I wasn’t wearing my cheater glasses, but he thought it was fantastic.) We all had an enjoyable visit, and I sent them to Mineral King for the next day’s excursion, because it is the best part of Sequoia front country.
When one works in solitude day in and day out, it is a thrill to meet people who are both interested and interesting. If you are reading this, thank you for coming up my driveway, Ventura family!

P.S. They didn’t make it to Mineral King but will aim for that in a return visit this fall. We had further conversation and learned that we have many important things in common, which might explain our immediate comfort with one another.
Because of the short summer season at the Silver City Resort, I need to get the new 18×36″ classic Mineral King painting done quickly. These other paintings can wait a week or two, because I have a big ‘un to git dun.

There were some fabulous days weatherwise, and I knew it was a golden opportunity to paint in comfort.

Hey Tucker! Look at the painting, will you?
Thanks, Buddy. I appreciate your opinion and that you took a break with me.
Remaining to be detailed: the 2 large trees, the stream, willows on the right, and rocks. Then I can return to painting the commissioned big tree and other Mineral King paintings. Oh, and finishing the big old country house pencil drawing too. There is also a potential 18×24″ commissioned oil painting, along with FIVE Christmas ornaments in the works. None of those have close deadlines, but it is good to always be ready for the next job that appears.
When people think of Mineral King, a certain scene usually comes to mind. It is the view of Farewell Gap, looking upstream while standing on the bridge at the end of the road, with the Crowley family cabin and the stream in the foreground. This is the most popular scene that I paint of Mineral King.
Recently a large oil painting of this scene sold at Kaweah Arts.

At the same time, Silver City Resort asked me for a large vertical painting to hang in a highly visible space inside the store/restaurant. Last year a painting of sequoia trees filled that space; this summer it is hanging (for sale, of course) at Kaweah Arts.
Clearly, I need to paint a new large canvas of this classic Mineral King scene.

This is the first time I have painted the scene in these proportions.
I wonder how quickly I can get it done, because the summer selling season is a short little blip on the calendar.
After delivering oil paintings to the Silver City Resort (AKA Silver City Store), I looked at how many were left and realized that I needed more inventory. This is from the attitude that there will be sales, and they will be plentiful. My outlook stems from good sales last year, in spite of The Virus and The Fires.
Choosing subjects and matching them with sizes and shapes of canvases is always a bit of a guessing game. “A bit”, because obviously, if I have several of Sawtooth, no need to add more. Or if there are plenty of the Honeymoon Cabin, the Crowley cabin, or my favorite bridge (which is actually quite far from Mineral King itself but one cannot get to Mineral King without crossing the Oak Grove Bridge, unless one walks from another part of Sequoia, which is entirely a different topic of conversation for another crowd), then it is time to move into other less popular subjects. Those other subjects are just whimsy on my part. I flip through my photos, look at what has been painted and sold well in the past, look for new approaches to those subjects, and without lingering and overthinking, I make the choices in a real git-‘er-dun manner.
Let’s go!



It appears that I didn’t have enough of the Oak Grove Bridge or the Honeymoon Cabin yet. Maybe, maybe not. I can’t find my crystal ball. Can’t even remember if I ever had one.
What is this?? It is a painting of a juniper along the trail to White Chief. It was a good idea, but not good enough for someone to part with his hard-earned dollars. Thus, it will become something for someone else to part with her hard-earned dollars. (Here at Cabinart, we write an equal-opportunity pronoun blog, but we do not use the plural when referring to the singular, except for the royal “we”.)

As always, these early stages look atrocious. Fear not, Gentle Blog Reader, for your Central California artist will come through for you. After all. . .
Let’s count the recent Big Tree* paintings: 1. Big Tree Sold at Kaweah Arts 2. Second Big Tree painted and delivered to Kaweah Arts 3. Third Big Tree painted in anticipation of another sale 4. A fourth Big Tree begun as a commissioned oil painting.

Now Big Tree #3 looks too skinny.
*Remember, Big Tree refers to Sequoia Gigantea AKA Redwood
The first painting that I sold at Kaweah Arts was a 6×18″ oil of a Sequoia tree. Immediately I painted another.

My mama didn’t raise a dummy. This time when the big tree sells, I will have another one ready for delivery to Kaweah Arts. Call me “Butter” because I am on a roll!

Don’t be scared. It will turn out just fine. They always do, except when they don’t, and then I repaint them into something else.
The 6×18″ oil painting of a giant Sequoia, AKA Big Tree, sold at Kaweah Arts, an art consignment shop. When Nancy, the proprietor, let me know, I asked if it was bought by a friend or relative who felt sorry for me. She said that it went home to Wisconsin with a woman who always buys art to commemorate her travels.
Alrightythen! Looks like a winner of a subject for this store, so I’d better get cracking on another one.
I chose the photo with a more extreme angle of peering upward into the tree, but then just started making up things. After painting too many redwood trees to count, I feel fairly confident just winging it.*

It isn’t finished. More sky should be showing among the upper foliage, the ground is not right, the grasses along the bottom are too even, and the tree itself needs more detail and contrast.
*Apparently this rogue knitter and rogue baker is becoming a rogue oil painter too.
After posting about Seven Big Tree Oil Paintings, it seemed like a good idea to figure out when I painted which one so I could see them in order and decide if I am improving or going the other direction. So, here they are in order.







Interesting – I think the 2 best are the first and the last. So much depends on the quality of the photo, and I don’t have very many to choose from that show the entire tree. But there is also the color variance from photo to photo and tree to tree. As I gain confidence, which happens with experience, I am able to just figure out what colors please me rather than feeling bound to the photo.
If you want a tree like this, the size is 6×18″, the price $165 (plus tax if you live in California). Of course there are larger canvas sizes available (smaller too, but those are for younger eyes and fingers more agile than mine at manipulating paintbrushes). Remember,
(I hope $165 isn’t scary).