These seven oil paintings are now finished, dry, scanned, and available for purchase.
“Purchase” sounds so fancy; these paintings are ready to buy. (Is that better? Don’t want to get above my raising here.)
Any questions? Maybe the comment feature is working on this blog post. If not, we are probably friends in real life so you can email or call or lean out the door and yell or wave me over on the road or talk to me after church on Sunday. Lots of options for connecting.
Oil paintings generally happen on an easel; acrylic mural paint goes onto panels of scrap wood resting on some sawhorses. What’s “the Big Chair”? Glad you asked. Keep reading.
Kaweah Arts requested a panel with a single redwood where the entire tree is visible. I have 2 different sizes of these panels, and instead of waiting to hear which size the customer wants, I will paint them both. These sell steadily to people passing through while visiting Sequoia. Eventually, The Park will be reopened, and those customers will resume stopping by Kaweah Arts while on their way to The Park.
I don’t think this is quite finished but I was running out of daylight.
These were on the easels. The top one is a bit of a do-over and the others are just the first pass over the canvas. They will help resupply Kaweah Arts after I rob them of the large paintings to take to the Courthouse Gallery for the show Images of Home.
These are ready to be varnished.
A friend makes these giant redwood Adirondack chairs; I painted an indoor mural to earn a few of these. This one was in the perfect position to hold 5 paintings while they dried in the sunshine after I varnished them. Can’t even see the chair, can you?
Okay, here comes the announcement. I hope it doesn’t become invisible to you from too much repetition.
Exeter Courthouse Gallery
The flag flapped around, casting disturbing intermittent light and shadow on the tank.
The hills need more detailing, more texture, maybe some color changes.
I added smears of various yellows and oranges to indicate fields of poppies, fiddleneck, and mustard.
One more session and it should be finished enough for me to sign my name and sigh with relief that another mural in Three Rivers is looking good.
I was concentrating so intently on this side that I forgot to take photos until this stage.
All that remains is studying it for awhile to see what needs to be refined.
While walking in my Three Rivers neighborhood one morning, I saw this bit of ugliness and got an idea. The neighbor, who has graciously allowed the water board to put this booster pump on his property, agreed with my idea.
Side one.
It is fun to use all these colors.
Side two and the final touch-up are ahead.