Monday, October 27, 2014

Gold

Riverside Park, Janesville, Wisconsin, 2014


Nothing Gold Can Stay
Robert Frost, 1874 - 1963

Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

Sunday, October 26, 2014

Indian Summer

This weekend we're experiencing that sweet time of the season, Indian summer.  The leaves here in southern Wisconsin are almost past their prime, and some trees are already bare.  We're lucky different trees lose their leaves at different times, and especially lucky that there are so many oaks here, since they keep their leaves the longest.  I was at the final farmers' market on Saturday, and particularly noticed the ginkgo trees, which have turned gold.


Every October we take a drive in the Kettle Moraine to see the colors, and to find a supper club for an evening meal.  It started after my grandmother died, about ten years ago, at age ninety-nine.  her birthday was October 13, and she loved to drive near Holy Hill, and then go out to eat.  Grandpa had worked as a mason on Holy Hill in the 1920's when they were first married.  Anyway, we started going out for a drive and a meal and as way to remember her, and we've continued the tradition.


I haven't spent much time in the studio, mostly because I know once bad weather settles in I'll be living up there, but I did spend some time collecting and altering papers to use for collage, and I put together this little six by six inch one last night.  Fall colors seem to have crept in.




Saturday, September 20, 2014

Paula, for Julia Kay's Portrait Party

8x10 inches, oil on paper

For the past few years I have been a sometimes participant in an online painting group called Julia Kay's Portrait Party.  I painted this small oil for that group.

It's a large group of people, although a fairly small number of participants are active at any one time. I tend to paint about one portrait a month, although there are people who create one each and every day.  Some paint, some draw, some use collage or mosaics, some use digital media.  All are interesting because it is clear that there are endless ways to approach a portrait, and almost always the result says as much about the artist as it does the subject.

I stay with the group, even though I am often put to shame by other people's skill and unique vision, because I believe that it is good practice to paint lots.  I believe that quantity eventually leads to quality, and in my case I think my portraits have improved since I joined. I know for sure that I enjoy rubbing shoulders with this large and diverse group.