When my paintings are small, the subject is familiar or forgiving, and/or it is almost finished, sometimes I can really rip through the canvases. No, I don’t tear the fabric. I mean I can really zoom along. No, I’m not in a screen meeting. I mean I can get ’em finished fast.
The recipient of this painting requested some wisteria in bloom, educating me that in her part of the world, they can and do rebloom sometimes in the fall.
I tiptoed in, just putting a few in to see if that was meeting her vision. She was very pleased, so I went for it, touching up leaves, adding tendrils, putting sunlight on the edges of the flowers. Had to get a grip before I decided to redo the entire fence. Gate. Yea, it’s a gate, a very cool one, thanks to Jee-um’s creativity.
I signed the rose painting, and also touched up the water drops a tad.
Never mind. This is going on too long. Come back tomorrow for the other two paintings.
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A local restaurant here has an outdoor dining patio with wisteria meandering up and across trellises (trellisi?) and it blooms a lovely shade of periwinkle blue!
Don’t you just love wisteria? A few thoughts about it:
1. When I was a kid the first time I saw it I thought it was grapes.
2. At our house in Lemon Cove, it dropped its seeds all over the side porch and I thought someone had thrown beans at the house.
3. A great novel is The Bean Trees, which refers to the seeds of wisteria.
4. I planted one here in the spring and the deer have destroyed it.