Friday, October 23, 2015

Wiley Sunrise

Today my painting inspiration was from a friend's instagram. His photo was a great shot of the sunrise peeking through their back woods.
12" x 12" x 0.5" acrylic on canvas
The painting turned out pretty well, although it doesn't read the same as the photo.    The way I painted it might have that "paint & drink class" vibe?  Maybe that's okay.  Maybe it's good!

Tuesday, October 20, 2015


Here's a still life that I started this summer, but then abandoned.
8" x 10" x 0.5" acrylic on canvas
Hornitos black barrel tequila with a lowball glass and some limes on the side.  Just like in my peppers still life, I'm not happy with how background turned out. And once I start fussing too much, it just gets worse, so I gave up. I'm happy with how the glass and the limes turned out.

I really want to develop a loose, un-fussy, un-exact style. There's a bunch of artists I'd like to emulate on my "art" board in pinterest.  Impressionists are my favorite. I like the details being reduced down to a few essential ingredients that make something beautiful.  It's like a sum-up of what the artist finds interesting.
Maybe I'm doing bad backgrounds because I'm not finding anything interesting about them.

Friday, October 16, 2015

Old Barn

How about another painting of where I grew up?  We didn't have a farm, but we did have a barn, a tractor, chickens, and a "back 40".

here I am learning to drive
The barn (and the house for that matter) were literally over 100 years old.

the barn may have settled a bit since 1850

So here's what I painted today:  the tail end of a sunset over that old barn and tractor.
12" x 12" x 0.5" acrylic on canvas
Oh!  And I finally moved my painting spot upstairs.

Better light and a better view.  And in the same room as the bar.  I like it.

Tuesday, October 13, 2015

Bonta Bridge

While digging through photos, looking for paint-spiration, I dug up some old New York photos.

I grew up in a van house down by the river.  Seneca River - in the Finger Lakes region of upstate New York.
our backyard was just around the bend  
Seneca river creeping on our backyard

The Finger Lakes region is really beautiful.  I totally took it for granted growing up.  Winter was brutal, but summers at the lake were awesome.  Our neighbors had a boat, and sometimes we'd cruise around Cross Lake. 
sailing in the dinghy

We lived near Bonta Bridge. It's this super old little one lane truss bridge.  (The kind that is criss-crossed metal beams where you can see through down to the river.)  If two cars met halfway, one of you was going to have to go in reverse all the way back.
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I must have gone over that bridge at least ten thousand times.  I can still hear the hum the car would make going over the metal beams.
I dug out an old picture and did a quick painting:
12" x 12" x 0.5" acrylic on canvas

Sunday, October 11, 2015

Salt Fork Lodge

Oh, hi!  Is anyone still reading?  I guess I got busy this summer.  Running, gardening, turning 40...  the usual.

So Nate's parents were up for a week and this time I joined them out at their cabin.  Although Nate and I stayed at the Salt Fork Lodge instead of camping.  The weather was absolutely perfect and we took lots of hikes.  The leaves are just starting to turn.  So beautiful!  Did you see any of my Instagram pictures?

If you're looking for an overnight getaway, the Salt Fork Lodge is a good pick.  Very pretty views out of the lake side rooms, a good little restaurant, pools, tennis, campfire, and lots of cozy nooks with fireplaces and rocking chairs.   After Labor Day is a good downtime to visit.

And I actually painted something off of our hiking pictures!  Fast and free - just the way I like it.

12"  x 12" x 0.5" acrylic on canvas

My "studio" is still down in the basement, but I think I need to move it upstairs.  I've decided part of my painting hiatus is due to the fact that I don't want to be in the basement.