I set up just as the sun disappeared behind Kentfield and painted through golden hour until I lost all my light and couldn’t see the colors anymore. On the walk back I was graced by an owl hunting on the salt marsh. Not a bad way to end the day.
Between the deadlines at work, all the end of the school year events and friends getting hurt or sick. I’ve found it difficult to find time or motivation to paint. I force myself to paint today just to break the trend. I feel really rusty, like I haven’t painted in years. Got to get that momentum back.
Hanging out at by the pool at Ann Curtis school of swimming in Terra Linda San Rafael.
There are a lot of drawings, paintings and films I’ve made over the years which I find hard to enjoy because they remind me of whatever was going on at the time I made them. I guess I’ll file this one in that category.
I was just leaning into this painting when I got a call from my girlfriend who was en route to the emergency room. She broke a finger in a cycling accident. That was the end of the painting . Cleaned up as fast as I could, took a quick picture and then was on the road north. I cleaned the painting up a little after we got her all bandaged up and on the road to recovery.
When I set up my gear the overcast sky led me to believe that it was going to be a pleasant rose colored sunset, then the wind picked up and by the time I had the under painting down the veil parted. It was so bright. This view is probably etch onto the back of my eyeballs. I’d squint for a quick peak and then turn away to paint and that was too much. I was just guessing at the colors until the sun dropped behind Kentfield. note to self: always pack your sun glasses.
As I was cleaning up I met a friendly neighbor and we had a lovely conversation about art, philosophy and the joy of learning. It was a nice way to wrap up the day.
I had a great time with the kids on their fourth grade field trip to Sutter’s Mill this week. After a hard day of panning for gold, I was able to break away at dinner for a quick river painting.
The boys had their first swim competition on Saturday and it ignited their competitive spirit. We spent the rest of the weekend at the apartment pool swimming laps and practicing their diving starts. I painted this just before calling them in to dinner.
I think I’m loosing it. I went out to paint and forgot my paints and medium. Had to scrape my dried up pallet with turpentine. Everything is so difficult these days. I can’t think straight anymore. Way too many variables to juggle. Its not fun.
On my lunch break I walked across the street from my apartment to paint the view looking west.
It was windy when I went out to paint on the salt marsh at lunch . I had my easel weighed down but occasionally had to hold the canvas for fear of it blowing away.
