"Deep Brook Road" — Oil Painting (click image to return) |
The cobalt sky with tiny touches of turquoise suggests more warmth to come on this late-winter day. The sun filters through the trees onto the opposite bank. Some of the tree branches capture the rays. The ruts in Deep Brook Road make attractive patterns of shadows and light. The barn in the distance is the one in the Ram Pasture on Main Street. |
"Birches" — Oil Painting (click image to return) |
Birches are fun to paint. They divide the spaces behind them as a crooked white fence with unevenly spaced posts does. Imagery from Frost’s poem “Birches” of ice storms, of going and coming, and of girls with flung hair come to mind as I paint birches. |
Rock faces and sandy shoals edge the Pootatuck, sometimes one, sometimes another as if determined to get things settled. I get a deep surge of happiness working on and painting the many facets of Al’s Trail, which for a few miles runs along the Pootatuck. Here a mist filters the low sun. Primary colours, blue, yellow, red became muted into pastels. Should I try this painting in pastels for you? |
"Dawn's Mist on the Pootatuck" — Oil Painting
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