"Skyline," wc/ink on paper, 8x10 |
The weather was wonderful last weekend--bright, sunny and not very cold. I went to Waterworks Park and sketched the city skyline over a couple of lagoons.
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"Raccoon Afternoon," oil on panel, 9x12 |
The scene is the Raccoon River as it passes through Waterworks Park, perhaps a mile from my home studio. I stood on the bank and painted the bike/pedestrian bridge and woods.
"Outside the Brewpub," oil on canvas, 18x24, private collection |
In spite of the advanced autumn season, we've yet to have a frost here. Further, at least some of the trees are still bearing colorful if subdued foliage. But last Saturday the sketch group was chased indoors by rain. It's surprising it wasn't snow, but the weather has been warmer.
We went to a local architectural salvage place. Four floors of architectural material salvaged from demolitions and the like, plus vintage furniture, signs, and so on. They have a coffee bar, it's warm, pleasant, and provide ample indoor material.
"Saturday Interior," wc/ink on paper, 8x10 |
"Winter Bottles," oil on panel, 8x10 |
"Alone," oil on panel, 6x8. Private collection |
This work was one of the most successful of that big body of still life. First I laid on and wiped off a thin raw umber wash. Mindful of the value provided by the wash, I laid in a minimal outline plus the very darkest darks on the cap and rim. On the glass of the shaker I laid on flake white from the tube in three places, then in darker tints to show surfaces. The painting was finished off with the white reflections below the glass of the shaker.
Here in the upper midwest, autumn color seems to arrive in a rush. We've looked fruitlessly for color for about two weeks but foliage seemed to change colors in small pockets. Here and there a tree has suddenly glowed crimson or rust but the majority of the trees around the city remained green in all of its endless variety. But then suddenly, masses of leave and entire trees burst into color, all green bled away in favor of scarlets and rusts, dark cool reds and bright oranges.
"10-26-24," wc/ink on paper, about 10x3.5 |