I went out to paint this morning at the Wild Turkey Strand Preserve with the Lee Plein Air Group. I knew the place pretty well, so before I left home, I had already decided to do some figure painting in the sun. Keith was a water-color artist. Shortly after I started, Keith left the spot, saying he needed to go to the shaded area. Fortunately, by then I had got his image outline on my canvas. Toward noon when he saw my painting, Keith said with a smile, "You should have taken off at least 40 pounds."
Friday, June 23, 2017
Thursday, June 22, 2017
It is Punta Gorda Portrait Studio Day. Today's model was Trish. Someone said she posed for us before, but I didn't remember. I was pretty impressed by her hairdo. It very asymmetrical with one side hair as short as a boy and the other side cascading down over the ear like a waterfall. Maybe it was trendy these days. I don't know. Anyway, people in this country love changes. From time to time, we all want something new.
Wednesday, June 21, 2017
Tom is my friend who owns a vegetable farm. He let his RV sit on the farm near its gate all year round. Power and water were hooked up to it. Moreover, a window air conditioner was fixed to the back window and a hot-water furnace was standing by its side, so relatively speaking, it was a kind of permanent residence. Judging by these facilities, it should be pretty comfortable living inside the RV. Maybe because of the limited space in the vehicle, Tom had annexed a tent to it. I had seen some Latino seasonal farm workers living in the RV before but didn't see them for quite some time. Guess they had moved on and tried to find work somewhere else.
Monday, June 19, 2017
I didn't finish the painting last week because of the shower. When I got home, I put a layer of blue paint over the unfinished work and used up the canvas. Therefore, today I started all over again.
Behind the boat is Shawn's parents' old house. With moss gathered on the rooftop and decayed siding, it must be more than a century old. Actually, I don't think anyone lives in the house anymore. They simply keep it for storage use, I guess.
Sunday, June 18, 2017
The Visual Arts Center at Punta Gorda annually organizes an art festival. Usually, a famous artist in history will be selected to be the theme. We members will make replicas of various masterpieces by the artist, in all sizes. They will be put for sale. This way, the Center will raise money to keep itself running. Ordinarily, I will donate a painting which I made by copying one of the artist's works. This year Pablo Picasso has been selected. I found it kind of silly to copy Picasso, so I got a ceramic plate to do a carving based on the drawing of Francoise Gilot by Picasso. She is also the mother of two of his children.
Saturday, June 17, 2017
I was driving on N. River Road (Highway 78) this morning. When I passed the Cemetery Road, from the corner of my eye, I noticed the road had recently been mowed and cleaned. It was a country road in between orange groves. It got its name because the road ended at a cemetery. I had painted there before. Suddenly I realized it was the Father's Day weekend. Suddenly I was curious about it, so I made a U-turn and got there. I stopped my car by a huge oak tree and set up to paint.