PURPLE GARDEN IN THE FOG

All colors have their own place on the continuum from dark to light and purple is the most pure at the dark end of that continuum, making these Allium  glow in the dark.

Since I began painting this group of work centered around fog, I have been thinking of all the ways perception, influenced by one parameter only can be altered.  Fog is a good metaphor as it diminishes the distance you can see radically and yet keeps the immediate surroundings recognizable.  You see just beyond your own nose.  You don't get the big picture.  Those around you see the same things you do, so you agree about what reality is.

Our perceptions are always colored by one fog or another.  Some large examples are the fog of prejudice, ignorance, envy, greed or fear.  But we  all have our own set of convictions that keep us in a fog.  Whatever the fog  that puts a veil over our eyes, it keeps us from enjoying the long view, but may be very satisfying in its limited way.

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WILD FLOWERS IN THE FOG

Fog creates a uniform pattern over what we see.  It changes everything very slightly.  That allows us to perceive things as if they were new without causing too much anxiety.  We like things to be in there usual place but also like a fresh look at them.  Fog does just that.

Here are the ever perceptive Benjamin Franklin's thoughts about fog:

"Like a man traveling in foggy weather, those at some distance before him on the road he sees wrapped up in the fog, as well as those behind him, and also the people in the fields on each side, but near him all appears clear, though in truth he is as much in the fog as any of them."

Clematis and Fog

I love to go outside in the early morning to see what's perking in my garden.  It's cool and the birds are chattering away.   The other noises of the coming day have not begun.  This particular morning there was a deep fog that made everything seem a little myserious.
My first Clematis of the season struck me as it seemed to be nestled in the crotch of the dark Katsura tree behind.

FLOWERS and FRUIT

Cloudy with chance of rain again today.  I made a short video to remind myself of what all this rain produces.  The music is played by Tatyana Featherman from one of the ballet albums produced by White Feather Productions.  This is an enterprize of our local ballet school, the Pennsylvania Academy of Ballet in Narberth. If this video does not work click HERE.

A MOMENT OF INSPIRATION

Yesterday at the Morris Arboretum, under the pergola in the rose garden,was the first time all week I felt happy painting.  What a lovely place!  It was not the perfect spot to see the grandeur of the formal rose garden, but I was out of the rain the whole time in a lovely atmosphere and I could appreciate the rain for the life giving force it is.
When I finished painting, as I made my way up the hill to the car with all my supplies, the sun came out and filled the whole beautiful garden.  Every rain drop was caught  in the leaves and lit like a gigantic array of jewels. The sky was filled with dark clouds, accentuating the sun light in the garden.  It was an awe inspiring moment that only lasted a short time before the rain began again, but it made the whole struggle to find some meaning in catching nature on canvas seem worth the effort.

PAINT OUT #2

I just realized I will not be able to scan in my paintings to show on the blog as they are framed and probably hanging already at the Wayne Art Center.   If you live in the area I hope you will go and check them out.  There is a gala opening - meaning you have to contribute a little pile of money - on Saturday night.  The show is open to the public from then on until June 24th.  There were many wonderful paintings being brought in last night.  It is amazing how much material people can get on to a canvas in a short time.  This show is definitely worth seeing.
There are still two days of painting to go.  Today promises to be raining again and we go to Philadelphia to paint.  I may end up on my daughter's porch in Mount Airy as it is covered and there is a toilet available.  These are not ideal reasons for choosing a painting site.
Some people work better when they are stressed.  I'm not one of them.  There is a feeling of 'carnival' about this paint out that is engaging but I don't think painting as a competitive sport is for me.  I am of an age when thinking about my subject matter and planning is as important as the act of painting itself.  Of course if the weather had been perfect I might have an entirely different opinion.  The exhilaration of being in controlled nature in fine weather can make up for a lot of hassle.
Tomorrow all the artists will be in downtown Wayne painting in the morning and it looks like the sun may be shining!

Paint Out

Well the Wayne Art Center Plein Air Festival is happening, rain not with standing.
I have completed two paintings but they are not dry enough to scan in yet.  Both were started outside and finished from the window of my car.  This is not exactly what any of us involved in this planned for I'm sure.  Painting from the car in the rain is not easy.  There simply is not enough room and you can 't see exactly what you started painting, plus you must turn on the car and use the wind shield wipers periodically so you can see anything.  This does not have the grand feeling the french words 'Plein air' imply, to say the least.
The whole exercise got me thinking about what the act of painting is really about.  Why bother to reproduce what is there when the camera does it in a snap.
In the life of every painting there is an internal dialogue that the painter goes through.  The answers to the questions I ask myself as I am painting are recorded on the canvas.  "How shall I best begin" is the first of course, and from then on until the last question, "Is this all I can do?", there are hundreds of others.  "Is that the right shade of green?". "How many shingles is enough to say shingle?" "Which sky, of the many floating by, will be the best for the composition?". "Why bother with the shingles at all?" Have I gotten the whole thing crooked?. Why didn't I paint the bush in back first? And always at some point.  "What am I doing here ?"
I also have an interior dialogue about the quality of the work at hand.  Usually it starts out enthusiastically. "Now this is going to be good.  Look at that beautiful sky next to those dark trees.  Really yummy".  And then about half way through, "I should have planned this better and gotten the whole painting drawn in loosely.  It looks like a child did this".   Then later, "This is it, I am absolutely stuck and cannot go on. Better eat lunch or walk around before I throw in the towel". Then, if I'm lucky by the time I am really painted out I can say, "Not too bad.  It has a certain something, and I certainly gave it my all."
The dialogue is all recorded on the painting for better or worse.  So the answer to the question, "why paint instead of taking a snap shot", is that the dialogue is usually a lot longer and there is a lot of messy paint involved.

MUD PIE

On Wednesday I went to beautiful Chanticleer to paint.  It was a  magnificent day and the gardens are as always simply exquisite.  I am trying to warm up for the Wayne Art Center Plein Air Festival which is next week.  I have never participated in a Plein Air Paint Out before.

When I applied to enter, I thought it would be a good way to force myself back into the wilds of painting outside. I had no idea I would be painting with 29 of the best plein air painters in the country ... or that I would have to bring my still wet canvas back to the art center framed, the same day I painted it, each day for five days.

So I had to figure out how best to frame a wet painting and try to get into some kind of shape to paint outside again after a year or so of contentedly painting in my studio with brief excursions outside to look for material.

My first outdoor painting was my last post, completed in my garden, a quiet place to be with not too much weather turbulence.  My experience at Chanticleer was quite the oposite.  I positioned myself in front of a very big scene with lots of people walking by talking to me or peering over my shoulder.  I had a very tiny canvas.  The sun was moving in and out of clouds constantly.  I ended up with something of a mud pie.  The interactions with people were all pleasant—especially the boys from Valley Forge Military academy who were polite as could be.  After I explained what I was aiming for in the painting, one of them said, "Good luck Ma'am".  Ah ... so sweet, he could probably see I needed some luck. 

Well here is the mud pie.  I have "photoshopped" the image to give some indication of what I was aiming for in the second image.  Still pretty bad.  I will try not to paint in such a busy spot and not tackle such a huge scene next time.

Looks like this is going to be quite a learning experience.

HEDGES

Back to Merion and my garden in its first flowering of this year, with Korean lilacs, Forget-me-nots, from New Zealand, and Spanish Bells.   It is an international dance to welcome spring.  The old privat hedges, probably originating in England or Ireland march along keeping order, with the Japanes Katsura as chaparone.  And then there are the gout weed (England) or pinellia (Asia) rudely cutting in.

Just like humans the plants are all jostling for a place in the sun.

This was my first painting of the year completed outside, as I have been working from sketches and photos in my studio.  It is an exhilerating struggle.  The light changes, the wind blows or the sun is too hot...and there is so much more to choose from visually.

ARGYLE AND ALBEMARLE ROADS

One of the prettiest streets in Brooklyn is Albemarle Road with a median planted with trees and seasonal flowers.  I am a fan of porches and this one beats all.  I believe this house is one of the ones described in this entry in Wikipedia.
Tomorrow back to Merion.
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EARLY MORNING LIGHT IN DITMAS PARK

Looking out my bedroom window on my Brooklyn holiday I caught this shaft of light that I could not resist.

Pardon me if I kvell.  My dear grandson Konrad wrote this wonderful poem, inspired by these two paintings.  A double whammy of happiness for me.

Shadows

Dance

Over the walls

Always moving

Not noticeably

But never stopping

Hugging all that pass

Receiving hugs back

Or rejected

They’re dogs

Not getting too far away

From their master

Pulling

And pulling

Taunting and teasing

Night falls

They fade away

Asleep.

Konrad Herman

OUT THE WINDOW IN DITMAS PARK

Everything in spring has a burst of energy.  Trees are blooming in the neighbor's backyard and even the little plant on the window sill is full of new growth.  Another painting from my trip to Brooklyn out the kitchen window.

ACROSS THE STREET IN DITMAS PARK

I spent last week in Brooklyn with my two grandsons.  They live in Ditmas Park, a part of Flatbush where there are old Victorian houses like this one, which I painted from their porch.  It was a lovely time to visit as their spring is a little behind ours, so the tulips and flowering trees were in full bloom.  This neighborhood has wonderful old houses with big welcoming porches like this one.
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EARLY SPRING

I will be in Brooklyn this week so won't be posting any paintings.  I will leave you with this print of early spring colors.  It is a signed, limited edition digital print on archival paper with archival inks, 30" x 30".

SPRING 2011

It isn't officially spring for me until the weeping cheery is in full bloom and the wild veronica are carpeting the yard.  I think this is as close to paradise as it gets.

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LOOKING UP

The weeping cherry was not completely out on the day I painted this but it is in all its glory now.  It bloomed right on schedule for my mother's birthday April 15th.  This year I decided to look up into the tree and was richly rewarded as I never noticed how beautiful the buds are before.  Here is last year's painting.
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WEEPING CHERRY AND KATSURA

I wanted to capture the soft colors of early spring in this painting of my weeping cherry.  It isn't fully blooming yet and the Katsura leaves in the forground still have that combination of new green and red that is so elusive in the spring.  It is the most beautiful time of year and the most dificult to capture in paint.  Everything blends together in a fine mist of color as the whole world slowly comes to life again.

MARSH MARIGOLD

The Marsh Marigold has now taken over many lawns, including mine, with lovely large clusters of flowers.  They are especially fond of the banks of streams and can be found now in abundance on the stream running through Merion Park.

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Nursery School, Saito, Japan

This month the Virtual Paint-out went to Japan.  This is what looks like a nursery or elementary School in the city of Saito.  This city was completely destroyed by the Tsunami. Proceeds of this painting will go to help the recovery efforts in Japan.  It will be auctioned off through the Japan Challenge on the Daily Painters web site.  Or, if you don't want this very sad painting, just go here and give some money to help the children of Japan who survived to somehow make it through this devastating experience.

ART OF THE GARDEN

Tonight from 5:30 to 8:30 is the opening of a show to benefit the Haverford Township Free Library.  I am one of the 99 artists including painters, photographers, printmakers, sculptors, potters and jewelers exhibiting and everything is for sale with 20% of the proceeds benefiting the library.  the show will be up until June 21st.
 
1601 Darby Road
Havertown, PA 19083

FORSYTHIA 2011

Trying to catch the wild beauty of the forsythia is one of my favorite spring pleasures.  My neighbor's large collection is a favorite place to start, and in this case end, looking for the best subject.  Several of my favorite places were hacked to pieces this year unfortunately.  Check out last year's selection here.  Check out some pure color prints using forsythia colors as their theme here.

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SHADOW PLAY

I was drawn to the way the shadow of this tree, in this moment, knits everything together.  Shadows are to me a visual reminder of the way we are connected to everything, although those connections are always changing.

SCILLA

Scilla or Siberian Squill does actually grow in Siberia.  This tiny but very hardy flower is probably coming up somewhere in your yard if you have some property in the North East.  It not only comes up every year but spreads in mysterious ways all over the place.  I look forward to discovering what new place it will pop up every year.  Last evening I passed a front yard completely covered in blue.  What a treat.

TULIP LEAVES

It isn't just the flowers that greet the new season with a sense of triumph.  All the new leaves are bursting with life.  These tulip leaves seem to be dancing in time to some universal rhythm.


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SNOWDROPS

These delicate little beauties are popping up all over.  There is an interesting entry in Wikipedia about them.  Here is part of it under ACTIVE SUBSTANCES.

It was suggested by Duvoisin in 1983 that the mysterious magical herb moly that appears in Homer's Odyssey is actually snowdrop. An active substance in snowdrop is called galantamine, which, as anticholinesterase, could have acted as an antidote to Circe's poisons.^[8] Galantamine (or galanthamine) can be helpful in the treatment of Alzheimer's disease, though it is not a cure; the substance also occurs naturally in daffodils and other narcissi.

SECRETS

My needle felted piece SECRETS is hanging in a show called UNCOMMON THREADS at the ARTWORKS GALLERY in Trenton.  To read about needle felting click HERE. To read about SECRETS click HERE.  The show is there from March 26th to April 15th.

JAPAN CHALLENGE

The Blog Daily Paintworks is sponsoring a challenge to artists and collectors.  Artists are donating their work to be auctioned off to benefit the people of Japan.  The theme is appropriately "home" and what it means to you.  I have donated my painting TULIPS IN FEBRUARY to the challenge because flowers in the house always give me the feeling that everything is okay.  I wish I could give that feeling to the people in Japan who have lost everything but since that is impossible this token will have to do.  You can bid on it, or any other of the many paintings donated so far.  I will donate the profits of the sale of my painting to SAVE THE CHILDREN as it seems children, our most vulnerable, are often the most hard hit by these tragedies.
Please go to Daily Paintworks for more information and to bid or donate art work.
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REVERANCE

This week I have only posted one painting as I ran out of canvas panels, but I have been busy planning for next week.
Meanwhile in my spare time I have been translating a piece of music to color using my "tuned set" of colors.  This is a project I have been working on for years in both two dimensions and with animations made in Bliss Paint or with Flash.  You can read all about it if you are interested on my web site.  Here is the latest piece REVERANCE.  The music is a piece by Offenbach played by Tatyana Featherman from the CD STEP UP. (The piece repeats automatically - haven't figured out how to control that yet).
In this piece I leave the colors on the screen to complete a 'phrase'.  Each time I animate a piece I try something slightly different to see which things seem to hold together in the mind best.  You can check some of the other pieces out to see what you think if you have time. "Having time" - what an interesting expression that is.  How much time do you have - the ultimate question.
Tatyana Featherman often accompanies the Pennsylvania Academy of Ballet classes in Narberth.  This is a real gem in our community...and they have adult beginner classes! 

OPEN TULIP

Right before all the leaves fall to the ground, the tulip really is quite magnificent.  I'm not sure if this show attracts pollinators, as the info on line is not clear.  It seems tulips may self pollinate or the wind blows the pollen around.  Anybody know?  It seems this lovely show must have a purpose. One thing is sure, the pollinator, if there is one must, is diurnal as the tulips close up at night.

LIGHT PATTERN

Since I have been painting the light as it appears in dazzling displays around my house, I have become aware of light patterns I never saw before.  Just shows what a  large role our attention plays in what we actually see.

CAPE TOWN

This month I traveled to Cape Town, South Africa looking for a spot to paint for the VIRTUAL PAINT OUT.  These palm trees caught my eye as, along with the pastel architecture, they correspond to what I imagine it is like live in this balmy port. According to Wikipedia, the city has one of the highest levels of biodiversity in the world and is home to a total of 19 different vegatation types, of which several are completely endemic to the city and occur nowhere else in the world.