Bill Fulton

The light of September

The park on Olympus Drive

There’s something about the light in September. Maybe it’s because the sun is getting lower in the sky and the slanting shadows are more intriguing. Maybe it’s the warm light on the dry grass. Maybe it’s because we’re becoming more aware that time is fleeting and the summer is fading into autumn.

Whatever it is, it makes for good plein air painting. On Monday of last week, I found this lovely bigleaf maple tree in a park in Bremerton. I set up my easel in the warm afternoon sun with the light coming from behind and to the left of the tree. The actual painting wasn’t very good, but I came back to the studio and tried again, producing the painting you see above. I like the blended colors in the foliage, the light from the side, the sky holes in the tree, and the slightly blurred figures.

Lane off of Central Valley Road

On Tuesday, I pulled off of Central Valley Road at the entrance of a farmer’s lane leading into a pasture. It was a balmy afternoon and the sun warmed the dry grasses on the side of the lane. I ignored the cars whizzing behind me and concentrated on this patch of heaven. The painting was a bit sloppy, so I went back to the studio and tried again. This is the painting that resulted. I like the way the eye goes up the lane and into the sky, then moves into the pasture and back along the fence line.

On Wednesday, I set up my easel on a country lane just off of Pioneer Drive. As the sun dropped shadows in the lane, I spent a pleasant hour painting the fence posts and fir trees framing a rural driveway. A neighbor bounced across the pasture in his enormous belching pickup truck to see what I was doing. He turned out to be a cheerful young guy, just curious. I wasn’t satisfied with my painting, but I sure enjoyed the experience.

On Thursday, I joined my friends from Poulsbo Artist League as we painted at Salisbury State Park. The wind was blowing cold off Hood Canal, the sound of chain saws nearby assaulted our ears, and a raucous tribe of preschool children ran screaming through the park. Nevertheless, we persisted.

I found a clump of pine trees sculptured by the wind and tried to capture their wild limbs. I painted some of the foliage and limbs wet-in-wet to emphasize the complexity without painting every single twig. The result is a bit fuzzy and the figures are too dark, but I like the general effect. A good learning experience.

Shawna at life drawing

On Friday I drove to Bainbridge Island to join my life drawing friends. I’ve been painting with this group every Friday during the school year for years and years. I painted this watercolor of Shawna, which I like very much for the blending of colors and the light on her shoulder and arm. Unfortunately, I squashed her vertically to fit onto the paper, and her body is way too short. It’s a common beginner’s error.

So that was my week. Quite satisfying.

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The barns of Centralia

Barn on North Fork Road

Katy and I drove to Centralia for a couple of days so she could attend a writer’s conference at Centralia College. This is her second year to attend this conference. While she was at the conference, I explored the rural countryside nearby. I found this lovely old barn on a hillside above the valley on North Fork Road. As I was painting, a woman came out on a golf cart to see what I was doing. She was delighted to find an artist at work, and I was happy to share my painting. Turns out that she lives in the barn. They renovated it and turned it into living space.

North Fork Road farm

Just a short ways up North Fork Road I found this farm in a beautiful setting. The farmhouse was on the hill above the barn with horses grazing in the pasture. Several people stopped to see my painting and I enjoyed their conversations. The lower two-thirds of this painting got far more cluttered than I intended.

Bunker Creek Road barn

The next day I drove out Bunker Creek Road. This area is full of lovely old farms and farm buildings. I liked the shape of this barn, so I stopped by the side of the road to paint it.

Shed on Deep Creek Road

As I drove up Deep Creek Road, I spotted this gorgeous shed underneath a wall of deciduous trees. I stopped to paint the abstract patterns of the trees.

Farm on Christin Road

I drove further out the road and found this lovely set of barns and outbuildings up a side road. As I was setting up to paint, a man in his sixties came out in, yes, a golf cart, and looked over my painting setup. He was very kind and we had a short conversation. He said, “You don’t see too many silos these days.” When I was done he came by again and I gave him my card.

About the yellow in the sky: I didn’t intend for that to look like a blazing sunny sky, but it certainly gave that effect. Actually it was cool and cloudy.

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Port Townsend plein air

Downtown Port Townsend

Last week I spent two days painting in Port Townsend with other painters from Plein Air Washington Artists (PAWA). On the first day, my son, Guy, and I tried our hands at one of the historic buildings on the main street. I was pleasantly surprised with my effort. I avoided putting too much detail in the building so it wasn’t overworked. Afterward we had a cup of coffee with some of the other painters and shared painting stories.

Sailboat at Point Hudson marina

Then we moved up to the Point Hudson marina where boats were beginning to gather for the Wooden Boat Festival. This beautiful boat caught my eye so I set up my gear and painted it. It was a good day of painting.

The next day I came by myself and painted near the Point Wilson lighthouse at Fort Worden State Park. I found this sheltered place in the sand dunes that had just a peek of the lighthouse over the dunes. This is the first time I’ve been able to paint sand dunes successfully. I only saw one other painter in the area, but I was glad I came anyway.

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Creating patterns

Copy of Eric Wiegardt demo

I’ve been trying to learn to paint patterns. In the above painting (my copy of Eric’s recent demo), you can see the patterns of light and dark shapes that make this painting attractive to the eye. In the top area, there are three clumps of dark tree shapes and two light areas of sky. On the lower left, you can see the rounded shapes of the bushes with light areas above them. Attractive patterns make a good painting.

Ivy Green Cemetery in Bremerton, WA

Ivy Green Cemetery in Bremerton is a peaceful place to paint because it’s a quiet place with few interruptions. Old trees stand guard over the graves and cast long shadows. I painted this one-color painting to try to establish some interesting patterns. I tried to make three clumps of tree shapes and two light areas of sky, using loose brush strokes, and a dark shape for the shadows. I was somewhat successful.

Ivy Green Cemetery in color

In my full-color painting, I lost some of my shapes. Instead of having three dark tree areas, they’re all spread out. In addition, I got too dark with the shadows, so I had to scrub them out and re-paint them. Not very successful.

Ivy Green Cemetery again

Undeterred, I tried again. This time I did a little better with the tree patterns, but my shadows lack a good pattern. Once you start painting a watercolor, it goes fast. You have to move quickly to keep the paint fresh, and it’s easy to lose sight of the patterns that you originally planned on. Before you know it, it’s too late. Rats!

I like this scene, and I think I’ll try it again another time.

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Painting with 90 friends at Whidbey Plein Air

Coupeville house

Last week I participated in Whidbey Island Plein Air, a plein air competition with ninety other artists. I painted ten paintings in five days, which is a lot for me. My son, Guy, and I camped at Fort Ebey State Park, which is a great place to camp. Guy was my driver and companion for the week, and he painted a number of good watercolors also. It was a lot of fun to see other artists and to paint the scenic portion of the island near Coupeville.

On Monday, the first day of the event, we arrived late because of dense fog that delayed the ferry from Port Townsend. But that afternoon I painted this old house on the main street leading into Coupeville. I laid in the roof and the dark portions of the house with my big mop brush. This brush makes it impossible to fuss with small details, and I like the loose effect it gives. I followed up with a smaller brush to paint the light portions of the house, the picket fence, and the trees. It was a fun painting.

On Monday evening, there was a dinner for all the artists at a local artist’s studio, and I was able to mingle with new and old friends. This was my fourth year to participate in Whidbey Plein Air, and I knew a dozen or so of the artists.

Partridge Point

On Wednesday, I painted the beach at Partridge Point. I like the vantage point from the top of the hill showing the steep grassy hillside. This painting received an Honorable Mention at the show on Friday.

Farm at Dugualla Bay

On Wednesday evening, we drove to Dugualla Bay to paint the dramatic valley with Mt. Baker rising up across Puget Sound. I like the way this farm is situated just above the estuary of the bay. We finished a little after 7 pm and drove back to our campsite for dinner.

We turned our paintings in on Thursday afternoon to be hung at the art center. The opening gala and show was held Friday at 6 pm. It was wonderful to see all the paintings that the other painters had painted, and to see the red dots on paintings that had been sold. My painting, Coupeville house (above) sold to a young couple from Bellevue for $500. I had a chance to talk with them and thank them for their purchase.

We left the gala a little bit early so we could make it to the 7:30 ferry to Port Townsend. We got home a little after 9 pm.

Guy’s painting of power company workers
Guy’s painting of a barn in Ebey’s Prairie

These two paintings were made by my son, Guy. They’re very good for a beginning painter. I especially like the clean washes, the brushwork, and the compositions.

Me painting in Ebey’s Prairie

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More plein air watercolors

The estuary at Curley Creek

Over the last couple of weeks, I’ve made a number of plein air paintings and I’d like to share some of them with you. The painting above was made at the mouth of Curley Creek near Port Orchard. I stood on the bridge while painting it and several people stopped briefly to see what I was doing. I like the strong colors and the bold brush strokes with the flecks of white.

Bainbridge Island sheds

My son, Guy, and I joined other painters from Poulsbo Artist League to paint at a farmhouse on Bainbridge Island. I like the shapes of this cluster of sheds, but it started raining as I painted. You can see the raindrops on the background. I retreated to a shed and finished the painting.

Grain Ship seen from Centennial Park in Seattle

I traveled to Seattle to paint with other members of the Northwest Watercolor Society at Centennial Park. I tackled this huge ship loading grain at the grain elevator on the Seattle waterfront. The proportions of the boat and the elevator were challenging, but I think I got them basically right.

Boat on a trailer along the Seattle ship canal

I found this boat on a trailer as I snooped along the Seattle ship canal. I liked the shape of it, so I took a photo and painted it in the studio when I got home.

La Conner harbor

I traveled to La Conner, WA, to see the fabled waterfront and I wasn’t disappointed. The La Conner harbor is a favorite of artists and photographers because of the many boats tied up along the channel that goes by the historic downtown, and for the charming boardwalk in front of the many cafes and restaurants that line the docks. I made this painting in the evening as the sun slanted low across the harbor.

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A good day of painting in Seattle

The fishing vessel Baranof at the dock at Fishermen's Terminal in Seattle.
The fishing vessel Baranof at Fishermen’s Terminal in Seattle

Last Wednesday I took the 7:20 am ferry to Seattle so that I could paint with members of Northwest Watercolor Society (NWWS). This group meets at paint-worthy locations every Wednesday to paint together and share their work.

I arrived in Seattle at 8:20 and drove to Fishermen’s Terminal to get in a painting early in the morning. I strolled the docks and found a row of big fishing boats, including the F/V Baranof. There was a big shadow from another boat, so I set up my easel and made a pencil sketch in my small (5 by 8) sketchbook. I always make a pencil sketch first so that I can get the composition right and establish the values of the painting.

My pencil sketch of the Baranof

In this case, the dock naturally led the eye toward the boat, and later on a red pickup truck conveniently drove up and parked next to the boat. Nice subject! After I drew the shapes of the boats and the dock, I used the flat of the pencil to show how dark each shape was. The shaded side of the boat was very dark, and the light side of the boat was very light. Then I filled in the other values: somewhat dark, medium, and somewhat light.

Next I drew the composition on my watercolor paper and paused. The moment before picking up the brush is always a scary moment for me. What if I ruin it? What if I don’t know what I’m doing?

But I chase those thoughts away and make my first brush stroke. From then on, I’m in the zone. The painting unfolds as I go, and time seems to disappear as the painting overtakes me. I paint the boat hull, the opposite boat in shadow, the docks and the light poles. Then on to the surrounding shapes, finishing up with the rigging, the water, and the sky.

I was pretty happy with this painting. I think the mass of the boat attracts the eye and provides a good shape for the rest of the painting to relate to.

The old railroad bridge over the ship canal in Seattle.
Railroad bridge over the ship canal in Seattle.

Then I packed up my gear and drove to Commodore Park, where NWWS members were gathering. Commodore Park is located alongside the Seattle Ship Canal, which provides a waterway from Elliot Bay (the ocean) to the fresh water of Lake Washington. Locks are provided so that boats can be raised or lowered to transit the canal.

It’s a beautiful location with lots of activity. Docktenders guide the boats that are entering or leaving the lock, and Seattleites of all descriptions are milling around the locks. Birds flit about, raccoons scurry on the shore, and an occasional seal can be seen in the water.

I scoped out the park and found a location alongside Diane, who had already started. I chose to paint the rusty old railroad bridge over the canal. I used an old credit card to paint the girders of the bridge. First I mixed up a good amount of paint in my palette, then I rubbed the edge of the credit card in the paint and applied it to the paper. The marks it makes are just right for girders and cranes.

After that, I painted the rest of the painting with the brush. I felt pretty good about this painting. Afterward, I joined about twenty other NWWS painters for the “throwdown”. We all prop up our paintings against a wall so that we can see what everyone has painted. Not only is it fun to see what other painters have done, it’s a great way to learn about other styles and perspectives. I enjoy rubbing elbows with the artists and I try to make contact with as many people as I can.

I drove to the ferry and napped in my car while waiting. It was a good day of painting.

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Review of Eric Wiegardt Watercolor Workshop, July 2026

Cape Disappointment lighthouse

Watch, paint, review. Watch, paint, review. That was my week last week. I spent four days in Long Beach, WA, at a watercolor painting workshop by Eric Wiegardt.

The thing I enjoyed most was the camaraderie among the students in the workshop. I already knew Eric and eight of the seventeen students, so I felt right at home from the opening hugs. Everyone in the group seemed to fit together, and I enjoyed talking with everyone.

Every morning Eric painted a demonstration watercolor while explaining his technique. Then all seventeen of us students attempted to paint the same subject, bearing in mind all that Eric said. This process was repeated in the afternoon, followed by a critique of one of our paintings by Eric.

What did I learn at this workshop that I didn’t learn at the three previous plein air workshops I have taken with Eric?

Probably the most helpful thing for me was to simply watch how he uses his brush to grab pigment off his palette, mix it, and apply it to the paper. His emphasis on using wet pigment, his mixing of colors with the brush, his generous use of water in the brush, and his sweeping strokes on the paper encouraged me to be more confident in my painting.

“Make your first brushstroke a bold statement,” he said. I tried to follow that advice, and I think it helped.

Eric repeated his three basic goals for a painting: capture the eye at a distance, carry the eye throughout the picture plane, and bring the eye to the area of dominance. He gave us a number of tools to use to bring the eye to the area of dominance: contrast, line, placement, animation, warm colors, hard edges, big shapes, and detail.

Eric paints intuitively. That is, he feels his way through the painting, asking what the painting needs and responding to it. He’ll grab a color and try it on the painting, and if it feels right, he’ll go on. He doesn’t like to “go backward,” by scrubbing out a bad place or wiping out an awkward color. He prefers to move forward in the painting. 

If the painting has clear values and good interlocking shapes, then it will hold up well. You can use almost any color as long as you have good shapes and values.

He encouraged us to take risks. “If you’re not painting on the edge of your ability,” he said, “You’re not growing as an artist.”

On the first day, we painted the lighthouse at Cape Disappointment. (See my painting above) This is probably the most iconic subject in the Long Beach area, and I’ve painted it several times. This time, watching Eric, I was able to paint more boldly and decisively. I like the results, although my colors got a little dark in places. 

Spruce trees at Oysterville school

On the second day, we painted near the historic Oysterville school. Eric chose as his subject two big spruce trees with their cascading foliage. He added two figures walking on the road next to the trees.

I was pretty happy with my trees. I used a lot of vivid color in the trunks and managed to show the foliage adequately.

The lighthouse keeper’s house at North Head Lighthouse

On the third day, we painted the lighthouse keeper’s house at North Head Lighthouse. Eric emphasized using lots of wet pigment to let the colors blend. He wet the back of the paper to keep it moist, and he used a spray bottle to help the colors run.

I felt pretty good about my attempt to paint this building. My washes ran and blended together, maybe a little too much. But that’s how you learn. I was successful in getting my figures to blend into the colors around them, so they don’t look pasted on. On this painting, I was able to keep working the painting while the washes were wet or semi-wet, and that was a first for me.

On the fourth day, I was tired. Eric painted a floral arrangement provided by his brother, Todd, a professional florist. I enjoyed painting the flowers, but I was too worn out from a week of painting to really focus.

I camped at Cape Disappointment State Park, like I’ve done in years past. I enjoy camping, but I have to admit it takes quite a bit more energy, and I was in my sleeping bag by 9:00 each night. But all in all, it was a great week of painting and learning.

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My painting was accepted!

An oyster dock with a white shack at South Bend, WA
Dock at South Bend, WA

I’m very happy to say that this painting was accepted into the Little Gems Show at Scott Milo Gallery in Anacortes, WA. Of the three I submitted, this was the only one accepted, but I’m satisfied with that. I like the painting for its freshness and simplicity. Sometimes a simple subject is the best.

The show runs from July 30 to August 29. There will be about seventy small paintings from members of Plein Air Washington Artists. I’m intrigued to see the other paintings accepted into the show. Hopefully I can get to the opening on July 31 to see the artists and the awards ceremony. Unfortunately a trip to Anacortes and back, with the ferry ride included, takes the better part of a day.

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No barriers

An old wooden boat in a boatyard covered with a blue tarp
Under wraps

You know how modern life is so restricted? “No Trespassing”; ‘Keep Out”; “Do Not Enter”. It’s the fortress mentality everywhere you go: electronic gates, high fences, security cameras, insurance regulations. Where’s a painter gonna paint?

But yesterday I found a refreshing exception. I went to the South Park community of Seattle with other plein air painters from Northwest Watercolor Society. South Park is an older residential neighborhood right next to the rust belt industrial zone of the Duwamish Waterway. There are bridges, cranes, marinas, old barges, aging hulks, tugboats. Everything a painter wants, but most of it is locked up behind chain-link security.

As it happened, I stumbled into a boatyard of sorts. In a two block area, boats were parked chockablock together with all kinds of marine debris in between. It was completely open. No fences, no barriers — a painter’s paradise. It’s too good to be true, I thought. I’ll probably be kicked out as soon as they find me.

I poked my head into the dark interior of a sheet metal shed and found two weatherbeaten characters sipping coffee amid a bewildering assortment of cables, wrenches, cutting torches, welding helmets, and oversize clamps. One of these yard birds had a beard down to his belly button. The other wore a pair of comically wide shorts. I said timidly, “I’m a watercolor painter. Do you think it would be all right if I made a watercolor painting of your boats?”

Mr. Longbeard chuckled and said, “You can paint your picture anywhere you want. Just don’t let the forklift run over you.”

As I backed out of their den, I realized that these fellows probably have a steady stream of painters coming through their rusting paradise, and I was just one more. What a breath of fresh air! I set up my easel and tackled my subject, a neglected old wooden boat with a tarp over it. I thought to myself, if this isn’t a plein air painter’s heaven, I don’t know what is.

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