Thirty paintings. Thirty days.
California Impressions # 26.
California Impressions # 26
Oil and cold wax on canvas 10×10 inches
2014 Susan Lobb Porter
This is such a screamin’ California scene. Scattered clusters of wide spreading oaks are a common sight in the lower foothills or the valley floor.
So different from the dense forest where I live. More fun to paint, too!
Until tomorrow–
Thirty paintings. Thirty days.
California Impressions # 24
The Delta. Rivers and marshlands between Sacramento and San Francisco. The train between the cities travels through these wetlands. Feels like the middle of nowhere. A beautiful nowhere.
California Impressions # 24
Oil and cold wax on canvas 10×10 inches
2014 Susan Lobb Porter
Until tomorrow–
Thirty paintings. Thirty days.
California Impressions # 23
Change up from the recent paintings. I needed a different palette. Needed to get away from the blue and yellow.
And being that today officially marks the beginning of autumn… I decided to skip ahead and go to winter.
California Impressions # 23
Oil and cold wax on canvas 8×8 inches
2014 Susan Lobb Porter
This is the lake–around here the lake means Tahoe–this is THE LAKE in winter. According to me.
Until tomorrow–
Thirty paintings. Thirty days.
California Impressions # 22
It’s gone for now. The winds changed and blew the smoke somewhere else. But not before it had it’s way with da muse.
California Impressions # 22
Oil and cold wax and paper on cradled board 9×12 inches
2014 Susan Lobb Porter
Until tomorrow–
Oh my sweetums…last week I showed off some landscapes I created on the iPad. I said I might use them as studies for, ahem, real paintings.
Mwa-ha-ha! Squealing like a guinea pig as the tears run down my cheeks.
What I neglected to tell you is I have, ummm…difficulty doing the same thing over and over. I get bored.
Let me explain with pictures. Okay, I decided to start with this one.
Garden: View from the Patio
Susan Lobb Porter 2014
The original studies were fun, I could do them all day. But doing them again in a different medium? Meh–I couldn’t get past the ugly teenage phase. The part every painting has to go through before it turns out okay. Kids too.
The ugly teenage phase
Well if this painting has been a kid, he’d be in jail. That’s all I can say. Or I’d be in jail for killing him. Because that’s kinda sorta what I did. My heart said screw this acrylic shit…BRING ON THE OILS AND COLD WAX!!!
Ta-da! Not done but so much better in my head for this. Except why the hell am I HOLDING it for the camera?
Note to self: Don’t do that again. And clean up your language. Quit saying shit and hell and screw. Or don’t. Damned if I care.
Back to the technical stuff. I mixed up way too much color–I always do that, so I decided to slap the leftovers on another painting I didn’t like. I don’t like wasting paint and it was a sucky piece anyway. I didn’t take a ‘before’ picture. Didn’t want to embarrass myself. Let’s just say they were Aspens in Autumn. And if I was eight years old and they’d been on paper my mother would’ve hung ’em on the fridge. Maybe. If she really loved me.
Here’s the ‘after’, still a work-in-progress. I rather like where it’s going, even if I don’t know where that is yet. The painting underneath adds so much depth and texture. Makes it much richer than if I started with a clean board. These are all cradled boards by the way.
I had another board to recycle and more paint. Turquoise. All that turquoise.
Another work in progress
Another landscape. Imagine that!
So that’s all I’ve got to show you for this week. Any thoughts? Leave ’em in the comments below. I’ll give you a puppy if you do. Or a pony.
As always–
