Twenty three degrees this morning, great light, no wind; can’t ask for more except an easel, warm coat and a funny hat. I set up at the end of the driveway and did a little painting of Ken and Wanda’s house with the snow melting off the roof, occasionally waving at churchgoers as they drove past craning their necks to see what fresh madness this might be.
I’ve been inspired lately, by Jim Coe’s beautiful plein air landscapes and his webpage all about the process of painting on location. Another artist just recommended to me is Tom Thomson, a Canadian plein air painter with a vivid color sense (I just ordered a book of his tree paintings) whose work you can see here. Another shot of inspiration came from an artist who recently commented on this blog- check out her lovely seascapes. Kevin MacPherson being my latest painting guru, I worked with his limited palette (Alizarin crimson, Ultramarine blue, Cadmium yellow pale, Titanium white and a wholly unused glob of Emerald green which was my substitute for his Winsor green which I don’t have and is probably a better color. It sat on my palette like a dead caterpillar). My rationale for switching to oil today was that I guessed acrylic would freeze in this weather. I liked the oil this time around: much less cussing than usual. Oh, and by the time I finished this piece, the snow had melted off the roof entirely. Timing is everything.