The Year Of Drawing Adventurously – Week 21: Bird

Following the chart to 52 drawings this year.

In mid to late May, the Baltimore Orioles return to Southeastern Pennsylvania. Their song is my favorite of all the birds. They are very shy, so I rarely see them, but their double noted trill is distinct. Early in the morning, with the sun just peeking through the trees, you can hear them calling to each other. Here is my Baltimore Oriole done in colored pencil so as to show off the bright orange markings:

Small Cuts (13) James

To find links to all parts of this story, please visit the Small Cuts Page. Now back to James.

My gaze shifted from my reflection in the rearview mirror as the car passing my house suddenly sped up. Could my eyes have been deceiving me? That looked just like Oliver’s car. I watched the driver turn the corner, barely pausing at he stop sign at the end of the block. With a second look, I was positive it was Oliver. And that could only mean one thing —he was coming to my house, while I wasn’t home, to be with my wife.  

I hit the gas and made the turn to follow him. I expected the silver Volvo to circle the block and return to my street but it continued out to the boulevard. What was Oliver up to? Maybe he saw me. I slowed and put some distance between us but not so much that I would lose him. 

At each intersection where he could make the turn to go back to my neighborhood, he continued on. This didn’t make any sense. If Oliver was heading into Center City —the way he appeared to be— there was absolutely no reason for him to have driven past my house. In fact, it was in the opposite direction from the route he should have taken from his own home. Once we were on the expressway, I had no way to easily turn around and so I figured on seeing this through. Perhaps when I discovered exactly where Oliver was going, his detour would be explained.

My initial reaction —shock and anger— had given way to confusion and doubt. Would Elaine really do this to me? Would Oliver? My wife and my best friend. This wasn’t the kind of thing I ever expected to happen to me. This happened to other people. I blew out a breath. Ok, maybe it wasn’t really happening. Oliver must have had some other reason to be on my street. He obviously wasn’t in a hurry. He’d been staying relatively close to the speed limit the whole way. Finally, he put his turn signal on and merged into the left lane to take the Vine Street Expressway. I stayed a few car lengths back. 

He took the first exit onto Broad street, heading south. This could get tricky. Following in city traffic was much more difficult than on the highway. Nevertheless, I managed to keep up as he wound his way over to Rittenhouse Square. I slowed as the silver Volvo pulled into the parking garage of The Park Hotel. A breakfast meeting? With a client maybe? Had to be. Although it still didn’t explain what he was doing driving past my house on the way. 

I glanced at the time. Damn. I was really going to be late for the golf outing. I would definitely miss the buffet breakfast but if I hurried, I could be there for tee time. I drove around the square planning to retrace my route and found myself in the wrong lane for the expressway. I passed the on ramp and merged into the right lane so I wouldn’t miss the next one. Of course, everything goes wrong when you’re already late. I took the next on ramp and immediately realized it was the eastbound expressway which would take me back to center city. Now I’d have to circle around a second time. I hit the gas and prepared to merge with traffic. I never saw the other car change lanes. 

Philadelphia Skyline Image via Flickr

Painting (15) Abstract Forest

I wanted to experiment with something a little different – an abstract piece. However, I didn’t want to just smear paint on canvas and call it a day. This will sound a little mad, but I dreamt about painting the night before and how it could be done. I started with an underpainting of unbleached titanium and a tiny bit of black which almost looked like aged stucco when I was finished. (I should have taken a photo, duh.)

Then I used three colors: Cadmium orange, Phthalo green and Dioxazine purple which I squeezed from the tube directly onto the canvas. Next I used a technique I learned from watching a video on how to paint like Willem de Kooning. (Not that this is in his style, but that I used a palette knife to remove paint and expose the underpainting in places.) This is the result:

In the Forest ~ acrylic on 16×20 canvas