The weightlessness of memory

Farmhouse in Eglon

I arrived in Eglon early in the morning when long shadows stretched across the roads and pastures, and the air was fresh and cool. Eglon is a rural area defined by a historic schoolhouse, a likewise ancient church, and an organic farm where I saw young farmhands bending over the rows of vegetables. Pastures of grass from old farms accentuate the tall fir trees, and the traffic is slow.

I parked my car in the driveway of the volunteer fire station and explored on foot to find a good composition for my painting. Behind the fire station along a fence row in the woods I peeked out at this scene. I especially liked the long shadows and the two buildings. I set up my easel and started to paint. I feel pretty good about the result, although those blue trees are overworked and the house has a halo around it.

Dennis

After I finished, a large man in an old pickup truck pulled up next to me and introduced himself as Dennis. “I dug the basement of that house many years ago,” he said. “The church owns it now.” He went on to tell me the story of his family, how his grandfather came to this area in 1905. He was an immigrant from Sweden who arrived in America with his two brothers. They went to Montana where one brother died. His grandfather went to work for the railroad that eventually brought him to Edmonds, and Puget Sound reminded him of his home in Sweden. He bought land in Eglon from money he earned working in the sawmills in Edmonds, across the Sound. He would row back and forth while he was clearing the land of the huge stumps left by the loggers, and eventually he built a house, the same house that Dennis has lived in all his life. It was oral history of the best kind, but I was glad to start home for lunch.

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Bremerton’s Callow Avenue

Callow Avenue in Bremerton

Callow Avenue is Bremerton’s grittiest street. The downtown Callow area is the site of tattoo parlors, pawn shops, a dilapidated theater, and shops in various stages of decay. But a little ways up the avenue I found this street scene early on a summer morning. I liked the tunnel of trees throwing shadows running across the street and the small old houses typical of West Bremerton.

I set up my easel in the shade and started painting in the cool of the morning. A pregnant mom with her five-year-old- daughter passed by, and they came back a little later with groceries in a plastic bag. A mentally ill woman was singing as she wound her zigzag way up to the small grocery store across the street. A tall young guy came up the street and returned with a loaf of bread, a bag of rolls, and a can of pop he was drinking.

I told myself I was just going to make a mess of this painting and not worry about getting it perfect. I started with the tree behind the houses and worked my way down to the street, leaving the white of the paper for the truck and the car. Then I painted the telephone pole and foliage on the right side and put in the street while the washes were still wet. I let it dry, then I painted the foliage of the dark tree in the middle and its shadow. The rest was mostly detail work.

I’m pleased with the general effect of the painting. There’s lots of color and soft edges. The houses and their lawns are simplified. The shadows are good and the telephone poles and electric wires are well done. I like the way they eye is drawn up the street, and the truck and car are nice and loose.

But I think I have too much going on in the tree masses in the upper left. The painting seems too busy. Still, all in all, I’m pretty satisfied with this painting.

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Accumulating brush hours

It’s well-known that success requires perseverance. Malcom Gladstone, in his book, The Tipping Point, said that you need to put in 10,000 hours of practice before you master any discipline. In the art world, this means brush hours… many hours of practice: painting, painting, painting. A certain level of talent is needed, but without brush hours, you’re not going to improve.

So I’ve been trying to get my brush hours in. My goal is to paint at least one watercolor every day. Some days I have too much going on and I just can’t get to it. But most weekdays I’m able to at least get some paint on paper. Not all my efforts are rewarded with a good painting. In fact, most are not up to my expectations. But I believe that I learn something from every painting, even from the failures. As long as I’m getting my brush hours in, I’m satisfied. Lately I’ve been producing a lot of paintings and I’d like to share them with you. Click on an image to see the slide show.

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The outer coast of Washington

Sea stacks near Hole-in-the-wall, Rialto Beach.

Guy and I drove to the Washington coast June 16 for two days of painting. The first day we hiked down Rialto Beach to paint the sea stacks that jut out of the ocean. The hike, in soft sand, was tiring, but the views were worth it. I’m still learning how to paint in this environment.

The Coast Guard station in La Push harbor

In the afternoon, we found a good subject in the Coast Guard boats at their moorings. These boats are designed to cross the bar into the open ocean during high seas, and many dramatic rescues have been made by the Coasties. I like the way the boat inside the boat shed echoes the one outside.

Second Beach

On our second day, we hiked to Second Beach. This secluded beach can only be reached by hiking a strenuous trail through the woods. The rocky outcroppings and islands are amazing. There were quite a few hikers on the beach, taking in the magnificent scenery.

Guy painting at Second Beach

Guy is taking up watercolors, so he was painting alongside me. It’s much more fun to have a painting buddy who’s cheerful and a good support.

We found a convenient log to sit on while painting at Rialto Beach.

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Lake Crescent PAWA Paintout

Salmon Cascades in Olympic National Park

Guy and I spent a couple of the days at Lake Crescent with artists from Plein Air Washington Artists. We camped at Fairholme Campground near Lake Crescent, one of our favorites. We painted at Log Cabin Resort, Salmon Cascades, the Elwha River and Lake Crescent Lodge, but this painting was the only really successful one.

Guy at Fairholme Campground
Painting along the Elwha River.

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Honors

I’m delighted to say that I’ve been accepted into two major art exhibitions recently. As an artist, it’s especially rewarding to have your work recognized by national art societies, and I’m grateful to be successful at this level.

Nahcotta boat

I made this painting on a late afternoon in March when I was attending a watercolor workshop in Long Beach, WA, with my teacher, Eric Wiegardt. After our workshop for the day was over, I drove to Nahcotta harbor, where there’s a gritty collection of docks, dredging gear, and old boats. This abandoned boat resting in the grass caught my eye and I painted it as the light began to fade.

This painting was accepted into the 57th Watercolor West International Juried Exhibition. The juror was Ratindra Das, an internationally famous watercolor artist. My painting will be shown in the exhibition that runs from August 23 to November 9 at the Hilbert Museum of California Art at Chapman University in Orange, California. Four of my art friends in the Seattle area were also selected to be in the show. What a thrill! I plan to fly to California to attend the reception on August 30 and visit friends in the area.

Kingston farm

This is a painting of a farm just West of Kingston, WA, that I painted several times earlier this year. I first made a plein air painting while standing by the fence in the foreground. Afterward, I painted this version in the studio. I especially like the way the barn is tucked into the trees above a long, sloped pasture.

This painting was accepted by the Spokane Watercolor Society for their National Show, and it received an Honorable Mention Award. I’m very proud of these paintings.

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Unexpected colors

Hamma Hamma River

My teacher, Eric Wiegardt, says that he chooses his colors “intuitively” when he’s painting. What he means is he picks his colors out of the palette by what feels right emotionally. He doesn’t get all hung up on what’s the right color to match the scene he’s painting, but he just grabs the paint that feels right. The result is paintings that sing with color.

Last Wednesday I drove to the mouth of the Hamma Hamma River on Hood Canal and made this painting. I tried to be a little more intuitive about my color choices, and the vivid blue of the water is the result. The color is thalo blue, which I rarely use because it’s so strong. It seemed garish at first, but after I moved it around a little bit, I decided that it was a good choice because it adds energy to the painting.

I made this painting on the way to a church meeting in Hoodsport. It took me awhile to find a good location, but finally I found a place to park on the side of the highway and clambered down a short path to the tide flat where I could paint in peace. I finished just in time to get back to the car and make it to my meeting.

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A whimsical barn?

Barn near Chimacum

I traveled to Colorado last week to visit my family, but this week I’m back to painting. On Tuesday I drove to the Chimacum area (near Port Townsend) and found this barn that just begged to be painted. Its sagging eaves, weathered siding, and rusted roofing make a good subject. I tried to introduce lots of color into the painting to make it more attractive to the eye.

When I showed the painting to Katy, she said, “It looks whimsical.” That’s probably about right.

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Volunteer Park in Seattle

The water tower at Volunteer Park

Today I joined about 15 other artists from Northwest Watercolor Society at Volunteer Park in Seattle. I chose a subject that I don’t normally try — the reflection of the historical water tower in a pond. I was happy with the soft edges (where one color bleeds into another), and the reflections are basically right. But I think the water tower should have been darker.

At noon all the painters shared their paintings by standing them up against a wall. It’s a very supportive group and I think everyone felt good about it.

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Painting in Seattle

Magnuson Park picnic shelter

This week I spent two days painting in Seattle. On Monday I traveled to Magnuson Park Gallery to turn in two paintings for the SPACE Magnuson show. While I was there, I painted a watercolor of a picnic shelter by Lake Washington at Magnuson Park. It was a balmy spring afternoon with families strolling through the park and having picnics. Three young Hispanic guys stopped by and admired my painting. At least, that’s what their smiles and gestures communicated.

Gasworks Park

Today I joined members of Northwest Watercolor Society at Gasworks Park for their Wednesday plein air outing. Probably twenty painters were there spread out through the park. The gasworks are ancient relics of the days when a huge steam plant was located here. The rsuting mass of tanks, pipes and tubes make a great subject for a painting.

There happened to be a city crew making a new cement pad, so I included them in the painting. There was a cold breeze when I started, and it began to mist for a little while, but I persevered and finished my painting.

As is the custom, all the painters gathered at noon for the “throwdown”, a display of all our paintings. I’m always amazed at the creative ways other painters choose to portray a subject. It’s a great learning experience. I know a few of the painters, and met more painting friends today.

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