We had our first real camping trip with fire and marshmallows and it was terrific! Experienced friends of ours took us to George Washington campground in Chepatchet RI where you can drive right up to your site with lots of blankets and firewood (and drive back home from in a flash floods threatening downpour as we did last night). I really was lead through the woods by an enthusiatic little girl in red patent leather shoes; her two sisters, also in party dresses, trailed behind with our son examining and collecting caterpillars-it was like being in a fairy tale or a John Singer Sargent painting. (The static nature of the figure in my sketch is entirely inaccurate but the best I could muster from memory.)
I sketched in the shade while they all frolicked for hours at the lake. Next time I'll try painting a camp fire.
I was inspired by Elizabeth's bouquet. While it seemed like making a painting was beyond me today I could wrap my head around the idea of picking a few flowers while Captain Spectacular romped in the garden with his best friend. As they kept playing this painting occured. Usually I find all those different small shapes intimidating but decided I could approach it loosely and on a large scale. The call and response with Elizabeth is such a lifeline, helping to pull me away from the dishes and all the other things that could get done and instead towards the next little painting adventure. This one is 20"x24" and available here.
In reality these are very big boats; somehow the bird in this painting became gargantuan-see that little bit of bike wheel in the middle-that gives you a more acurate sense of scale. Done from photos of our trip to Essaouria this March, thanks for the photos Karen!
Passageways leading to more passageways leading to more...
Inspired by Elizabeth's exquisite animal drawings and her recent playful post. This burrowing Owl from the Audubon calendar is standing guard over his lair. Captain Spectacular said, " Mommy, he's not standing guard,he is Standing...CUTE!". (Looks like a character is a Wes Anderson movie, no?
Elizabeth spied yesterday's painting and did this beautiful oil sketch with a sight of the actual stork (in french: cigogne=stork, nid=nest). Her painting rallyed me to try another. I worked with the thought "I have no idea how to paint this" running through my head. Funny how I forget that that is a good thing.
I found this photo of those fantastic olives she mentions on the table with her stork sketch and decided to paint the snacks too.