On Saturday morning we drove out to Erie, PA and stopped at this small beach to sketch.
"The Danger In Leroy Township"
9x12 oil on canvas panel.
On Saturday afternoon we stopped in Leroy and drove through Indian Point Park in search of
a subject to paint.
As we drove down the gravel road (Indian Point Road) and came out of the park I saw this appealing
scene and thought it would be fun to paint. About 40 minutes into my sketch a big red truck
came roaring down the road from the farm up ahead. The driver screeched to a halt next to us
and proceeded to threaten me, implying that he had a weapon and that the road and the side of the road was private property and I had to leave immediately. I think the photo my wife took of me painting, clearly shows that I am in line with the utility poles which is public land, NOT private property. Btw, for those that live out there, the truck had a NOVAK LANDSCAPING sign on it. We called the Lake County Sheriff's office...they declined to come out. Apparently threatening two people on the side of a public road is okay out there.
My advice; Avoid Leroy Township and don't expect the Lake County Sheriff to help
you if you are threatened or in danger.
I'm not even going to get into the trucks that crept up on us from behind or followed us back to the highway...
An interesting day of painting. It started at a lake near Wellington. A beautiful morning and a nice shady spot under the pines. After the first sketch, we decided to drive over to Oberlin. We stopped for gas and then noticed a plume of black smoke...there was a barn on fire about 200 yards away! We watched the firemen for a few minutes and then continued our trip. Oberlin is a pretty town but we encountered an unusually high number of jack asses. A very obnoxious and rude college girl in a Ben Franklin store and several car stereo sound systems that were so loud they bordered on a "assault" They "music" was offensive and hardly more than a collection of every four letter word they could think of. Lastly, a car parked a few feet from us threw a firecracker out the window. As a plein air painter, I have encountered all manner of jerks while on my painting expeditions, this was a first.
My advice to other painters, visit Wellington. It is a beautiful small town.
The Dog Tracks restaurant is great, the waitresses are the best and there is an abundance of subject matter. On the other hand, Oberlin is pretty but not worth it if it requires dealing with so many ass holes.
A most awkward, uncomfortable position for painting. The ground was soft and on an incline, with a willow immediately behind me. I usually stand at the easel but with branches at head height it made more sense to sit under them. I was too far into the painting when I realized one side of my camp stool was sinking into the mud. As quickly as I painted, there were lots of aches and pains by the time I got home. The title comes from the poem THE BROOK by: Alfred Lord Tennyson
12x9" oil on Arches paper.
The success of the auction for Bob Walkers daughter has encouraged
me to expand the auction and open it up to any and all available
paintings on my blog...there are probably 500 available paintings and
sketches for sale through PayPal but we are open to any and all offers.
All (100 %) of the proceeds will be sent to Mckenzie Walker (7 yrs old)
in care of her mom, Darsey Fogg Warham.
Email your offer to; firstname.lastname@example.org or click the PayPal button under the painting.
This spot is directly across the street from my house. The temperature was hovering around 12°...I only lasted about 30 minutes, including the run back inside. It is strange to see this much snow while there are still leaves on so many trees. The rest of the painting was done in my studio, after I thawed out.
When I am painting, I must have a very lost or forlorn expression on my face because someone always stops and wants to tell me about Jesus.
I started this painting by blocking everything in using Yellow Ochre and Ultramarine Blue. My plan was to have some of it show through the additional layers of paint and some of it would mix into the added paint...it didn't really work out that way as I kept repainting over the top and the applications of paint became more and more opaque with a heavy impasto in some areas.
A lesson learned ...don't set up near a church, along side a thrift store on a Sunday.
Last week my dog Maddie suffered an attack, possibly a stroke. There was little the vet could do and basically offered up two options, one we wouldn't/couldn't do, so we took the other option and brought her back home. For two days she was completely paralyzed on the left side. I carried her around the yard and my wife stayed with her all night and continued to research her condition and care. On the third day Maddie wagged her tail, only a little but that was enough to lift our spirits and encourage us. On the fourth day she moved her back leg a tiny bit. Previously both legs on her left side had been as rigid as stone. Her next breakthrough was that somehow she was able to stand and lean against something. We would walk into a room and she would be standing! The other night she took a step! She is now able to walk. She is wobbly and stumbles and her left side doesn't work properly but she has figured out how to compensate as she recovers. Tonight she was able to hop up two steps on three legs and she has figured out how to get up on the couch.
This painting was from Saturday, (when Maddie first stood up). I brought an extra dog bed outside and she laid next to me as I painted. At one point I ran inside to get paper towels and when I came back out she was standing next to her bed. It's been an eventful Autumn so far!
My approach on the last couple of paintings has been a bit different than usual. First, I roughly drew out the composition (I rarely ever do that). I did the drawing with a Sharpie marker (never did that before). Next, I painted/toned the canvas using 2 colors. Everything in light was painted Orange and everything in shadow was painted Ultramarine Blue. The Sharpie drawing was still visible which helped and then I began blocking everything in and went on to paint in my usual way. I think this approach was useful and I will experiment with it on more paintings.
All of the advantages and reasons I paint in the woods seemed to occur on this afternoon, and some of the disadvantages too. As I started setting up my easel a flock of wild turkeys came through (advantage). I got out my cell phone and started to follow through the woods and the brush, crouching and taking pictures (advantage). Eventually they went into an area too dense for me to follow so I returned to my spot and set myself to work. Clearing away some branches and twigs at my feet left me with a palm full of thorns (disadvantage). Once that was dealt with I began to draw out my composition (advantage)...something wasn't right. On further inspection I found that my sweater was covered with thousands of burrs and was sticking to itself making it awkward to move or draw (disadvantage). While attempting to pull them off one at a time I started to wonder, how do the animals get the burrs off of them?...rub against tree bark! I tried it and it worked like a charm (advantage). All of this activity took time and the light changed drastically from what I had intended to paint (disadvantage). I turned and was presented with this view...huge Advantage!!!