Last weekend Aug 1st I was at the Sunday farmers’ market in Montrose. I like to paint en plein air the colors and the overlapping shapes of events such as that. Passerbys we’re curious and supportive, one lady said I was a painter and should not quit the profession. PreventingContinue Reading
This is the final mutation of my painting of the lake at Ernest E Debs regional park in Los Angeles. The first layer of the painting was in an impressionist style, with realistic colors but not a lot of detail. Next the black outline was more defined and colors wereContinue Reading
Painting with a group today at Ernest E Debs regional park with the wildlife. Some of them:Turtles, bass,bluegill, Juncos, blue heron, squirrel. It’s a hidden oasis in the middle of LA.Continue Reading
Yesterday there was quite a crowd of people at Descanso Botanical Gardens in La Canada/Flintridge, California. It was understandable because the roses and bearded irises were in full bloom. I walked around the whole garden, through the forest of oak and Camellia, around the lakes and ferns, and finally intoContinue Reading
Today my painting group chose to paint at the Travel Town train museum and park in Griffith Park, California. This location has many decommissioned trains that are on display outside in a park. There are passenger cars to have parties in and many of the trains can be climbed into.Continue Reading
Bolton Hall Museum is a stone building built many years ago that is used as a site for a small municipal park in Tujunga, California. It is not far from my home so I decided to paint it. I may return because there are different angles of the building toContinue Reading
This morning I did not venture far for my plein air painting. Literally I walked down the street and set up at the corner. I found a good spot where I could see the road disappearing down the hill, the mountains beyond, and an interesting house on the corner. PeopleContinue Reading
I completed this painting on a hill in Glendale, California overlooking the valley down below. It was cold and there were dark clouds forming as I painted. Suddenly I hear something coming towards me in the bushes – it was a wall of small hailstones! I tried to continue paintingContinue Reading
It was a very windy day in West Hills, California at Orcutt Ranch, and my easel almost blew over a couple times. Not only that, my acrylic paints were drying on my palette nearly as fast as I could use them. I had to keep spraying them with my sprayContinue Reading