Inner Workaholic

There is a bit of tension inside my head as the Inner Slob battles daily with the Inner Workaholic. This week the latter got the upper hand. It is almost 8 p.m. and I am just now ending my workday. I could cheerfully work on into the night, but I will fall over from hunger and it is too dark to mix colors properly anyway.  Have a look:I love this view of Tunnel Log because of the sunlight and have painted it smaller in the past. The floral is a Gentian, a flower that appears in August up in Mineral King. We are several generations away from the real color here: my photo of the flower, my painting from that photo, this photo of the painting, and who knows what is happening on your ‘puter screen! But oh my goodness, the flower in real life just knocks my socks off with its intense blue violet.  You can see my great table-top easels, and I am so very grateful that they didn’t sell back when I tried on eBay because I had a Clutter Attack (another topic for another day).  Yesterday I had these paintings just resting on the easels; a big gust of wind came through the workshop and the vertical one blew onto my head. I might have reddish hair for a few days as a result. Today I secured them a bit better and wore a hat. These are Sequoia Gigantea (not to be confused with Sequoia Sempervirens, or  something like that which refers to the Coastal Redwoods). Growing up, we just referred to them as “the Big Trees”.  Big trees deserve big canvases so these are 18″ x 24″, which is HUGE to me!!