When you first start painting, you tend to save every attempt. As you improve your skills, you start to reuse canvases with substandard work in order to be thrifty. Sometimes when you reuse a canvas, the texture of the underpainting shows through. That isn’t always so bad, a little texture can enhance a painting. But sometimes, it ends up right in the middle of an otherwise perfect sky… That is unfortunately what happened with this one. Which is a shame because otherwise I think it turned out pretty good. Here are the Skellig Islands at Sunset on a recycled canvas. If you can’t spot the blemish, ignore everything I just said!
Poppies have become a favorite subject to paint. I’d love to plant them in my garden [if I’m ever able to get out to a garden center this year] but in the meantime, I can at least adorn my walls with them. It’s said the poppies grew more abundantly on the soil where the soldiers fell on the Western Front during the Great War. So while they are a symbol of remembrance, they also remind us of how the earth heals itself. From the ravished earth springs forth new life. We see how nature is taking a deep breath while we have lowered our impact on it. The air is fresher, the waterways are cleaner and the birds seem to be singing more loudly. A bright spot, if you will, during this dark time. Here are my Bright Poppies in a Dark Field:
The winter forest is a magical place. Frost coats the stems of dead or dormant grasses. They are white wands poking through the snow. With the full moon filtering through the trees, the icy waters of an isolated stream, you hear no man made sounds, just the sigh of the wind and the water rushing over the rocks.