A hot air balloon soars quietly above the countryside above some hills in California. The sun is low in the western sky and bits of sunshine bathe the top of the hills. These balloons are very quiet except for the blasts of air that blows upward into the balloon to keep it afloat. From the ground, it is common to hear the people in the gondola talking since these balloons do not get very high off the ground. 10" x 13", ink and watercolor.
Friday, November 28, 2008
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
My uncle Jean bought this brand new pickup back in the early 1950s. He would stop and pick me up as I was walking home from school. I remember the fresh clean smell of his new vehicle and remembered thinking that I might own a pickup just like his some day. Now, his pickup sits broken and undriveable. For many years, my uncle could fix the problems and now he can not. So it sits rusting in the sun as a memory of the 1950s.11" x 14". ink and watercolor.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
One of three rose bushes on the side of our home was the object of this painting. It was a sunny day and the wind was blowing which prompted the name of this post. These three lively rose trees provide healthy flowers from spring until late fall and seem to always be bouncing like they are dancing. The other trees sprout yellow and orange roses. I like the amount of detail in this work. The ochre band in the background was added for more interest. Ink and watercolor.
Friday, November 14, 2008
Most of the time we worry about too little water in our lakes. In this scene, we see a lake that has overflowed its normal beach areas and the water has backed up into the evergreens. It's nice to pretend and dream that we have more fresh water than we know what to do with. This artwork was an exercise in wet-in-wet and was an experiment only. This was one of many little pieces done on a day I call "play day" where I just try to play with color, ink and textures.
Sunday, November 09, 2008
The old missions of California are spread all over the state. This mission, San Antonio de Padua is located in southern part of the state several miles inland from the ocean. The countryside can be dry but very picturesque with a beautiful variety of trees. In their prime, these missions were majestic and were major landmarks throughout the state. Today, many of them have not been kept up to look like they were during the old days. My rendition shows the dry, brown hills typical when the rains go away dotted with the bright green of the trees. Ink and watercolor.
Monday, November 03, 2008
Quiet little sidings allow excess freight cars, old cabooses and any other railroad equipment a safe place to be stored out of the way of main traffic. These pieces of machinery withstand the elements as they rust away and endure a slow death. We used to jump onto these old cars to play "train" when we were kids. We would come home with scrapes, cuts, sprained ankles and torn pants after playing on these huge toys. 11" x 14" ink and watercolor.
Saturday, November 01, 2008
Empty pots against a patio wall is an exercise in simplicity. Spackles of color are shown on the pots along with a variety of color. These empty pots would have been spectacular if they were filled with flowers and other growth. I thought of filling the pots with growth but it was too late since the images were already drawn in ink--next time! Ink and watercolor. SOLD