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Showing posts with label Cornwall. Show all posts
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Bringing In the Catch - SOLD
Monday, October 18, 2010
Charlestown Jetty - NFS
"Charlestown Jetty", 9" x 9", Oil on Museum Board
This is the last of my Cornwall paintings--out on the Jetty in Charlestown on the southeast coast of Cornwall. The next two days we went to the Bodmin Moor to see the standing stones and to Tintagel Castle on the northern coast--the mythic birthplace of King Arthur. Cornwall is a wonderful place. The house we stayed in, the Great Treverran, is said to have been the house featured in Daphne Du Maurier's "House on the Strand." a book I read years ago and remember well.
This is the last of my Cornwall paintings--out on the Jetty in Charlestown on the southeast coast of Cornwall. The next two days we went to the Bodmin Moor to see the standing stones and to Tintagel Castle on the northern coast--the mythic birthplace of King Arthur. Cornwall is a wonderful place. The house we stayed in, the Great Treverran, is said to have been the house featured in Daphne Du Maurier's "House on the Strand." a book I read years ago and remember well.
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Yellow House Charlestown
"Yellow House Charlestown", 8" x 10", Oil on Museum Board
The morning in Charlestown was sunny but not terribly warm. We set up out on the outer jetty facing back toward the wharf. There were three young girls, local girls I think, who were jumping off the stone wharf into the water, about 15-20 feet at least, despite the fact that the tide was going out and in spite of the sign that warned against it. They were wonderfully energetic. It was a day for me of just kind of painting in the abstract.
The morning in Charlestown was sunny but not terribly warm. We set up out on the outer jetty facing back toward the wharf. There were three young girls, local girls I think, who were jumping off the stone wharf into the water, about 15-20 feet at least, despite the fact that the tide was going out and in spite of the sign that warned against it. They were wonderfully energetic. It was a day for me of just kind of painting in the abstract.
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Rocks on Charlestown Beach
"Rocks on Charlestown Beach", 8" x 10", Oil on Museum Board
This was actually the last painting I did in Cornwall, after two paintings in the morning on the jetty at Charlestown when the sun was shining--paintings I'll put up in the next couple of days. Up on the hill, I was cold and tired. A nice man sitting on the bench behind me commented that painting must be a labor of love. At that moment it was probably more labor than love, but it is odd that we painters are just crazy enough to go out into the elements and do these things--its such an intense and consuming way of relating with the world.
This was actually the last painting I did in Cornwall, after two paintings in the morning on the jetty at Charlestown when the sun was shining--paintings I'll put up in the next couple of days. Up on the hill, I was cold and tired. A nice man sitting on the bench behind me commented that painting must be a labor of love. At that moment it was probably more labor than love, but it is odd that we painters are just crazy enough to go out into the elements and do these things--its such an intense and consuming way of relating with the world.
Friday, October 15, 2010
Mousehole - SOLD
"Mousehole", 8" x 10", Oil on Museum Board
I was finished with the wharf houses painting in Mousehole (pronounced Mauzel) and just setting the next board on my easel when one of the gals in our group came over and told me and Jeanne that the group was leaving in 15 minutes. Not to waste a good setup and the decision that I had already made about my subject, I decided they could spare me 20 minutes--and this little abstract painting was the result. I had a good time painting it!
I was finished with the wharf houses painting in Mousehole (pronounced Mauzel) and just setting the next board on my easel when one of the gals in our group came over and told me and Jeanne that the group was leaving in 15 minutes. Not to waste a good setup and the decision that I had already made about my subject, I decided they could spare me 20 minutes--and this little abstract painting was the result. I had a good time painting it!
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Mousehole Wharf Houses
"Mousehole Wharf Houses", 9" x 9", Oil on Museum Board
Mousehole (pronounced Mauzel), is a small picturesque fishing village on the far South East coast of Cornwall. These wharf houses were right on the harbor. The harbor is enclosed by a left and right jetty and when the tide goes out, the entire bay is emptied of water and the boats are high and dry on the tideland. This painting sort of has the feeling of a "Wuthering Heights" but in actuality, the harbor has a very energetic and colorful feeling. A guy came by where we were painting and was holding up his fingers framing a view the way artists do. I asked him if he were a painter and he said no, he was a photographer, and just wanted to get an idea of what was so interesting about what we were painting. He didn't seem to think too much of it! But part of the reason we were there was it was very windy and we found a little niche behind a bulkhead sticking out onto the beach out of the wind.
Mousehole (pronounced Mauzel), is a small picturesque fishing village on the far South East coast of Cornwall. These wharf houses were right on the harbor. The harbor is enclosed by a left and right jetty and when the tide goes out, the entire bay is emptied of water and the boats are high and dry on the tideland. This painting sort of has the feeling of a "Wuthering Heights" but in actuality, the harbor has a very energetic and colorful feeling. A guy came by where we were painting and was holding up his fingers framing a view the way artists do. I asked him if he were a painter and he said no, he was a photographer, and just wanted to get an idea of what was so interesting about what we were painting. He didn't seem to think too much of it! But part of the reason we were there was it was very windy and we found a little niche behind a bulkhead sticking out onto the beach out of the wind.
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Jetty at Polkerris
"Jetty at Polkerris", 9" x 9", Oil on Museum Board
We had reservations for Sunday afternoon dinner at the pub in Pokerris, a very tiny town on the south east coast of Cornwall, so my second painting was a fast one. I was fascinated by the jetties in these coastal towns that created safe harbors for small boats. They were stone, often curved, beautiful, looked like they had been there forever and in this case, made for a strangely abstract painting.
We had reservations for Sunday afternoon dinner at the pub in Pokerris, a very tiny town on the south east coast of Cornwall, so my second painting was a fast one. I was fascinated by the jetties in these coastal towns that created safe harbors for small boats. They were stone, often curved, beautiful, looked like they had been there forever and in this case, made for a strangely abstract painting.
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Polkerris Beach
"Polkerris Beach", 8" x 10", Oil on Museum Board
This painting was based on my memory of the morning light, looking back at the town from the jetty. The sun was out for about 15 minutes when we first got there and then disappeared for most of the rest of the day. But I wanted to capture the feeling of the light--despite the cold and the clouds--because it was striking.
This painting was based on my memory of the morning light, looking back at the town from the jetty. The sun was out for about 15 minutes when we first got there and then disappeared for most of the rest of the day. But I wanted to capture the feeling of the light--despite the cold and the clouds--because it was striking.
Monday, October 11, 2010
Fowey River at Golant
"Fowey River at Golant", 8" x 10", Oil on Museum Board
This was the third painting I did in Golant, looking across the river. I almost forgot to post this painting because I set up all the others from the UK trip to be posted while I was at the Ovanes workshop. I am finally in a state of at least mental exhaustion from all the travels this summer--ready to be in my studio for awhile with my cat and the heater. Looking back, I had some amazing experiences--from the workshop with Peggi in June and Elio in July to paint-outs in Cle Elum and Lopez Island, to Denali in Alaska, Cornwall and finally to Idaho--it was all pretty amazing.
This was the third painting I did in Golant, looking across the river. I almost forgot to post this painting because I set up all the others from the UK trip to be posted while I was at the Ovanes workshop. I am finally in a state of at least mental exhaustion from all the travels this summer--ready to be in my studio for awhile with my cat and the heater. Looking back, I had some amazing experiences--from the workshop with Peggi in June and Elio in July to paint-outs in Cle Elum and Lopez Island, to Denali in Alaska, Cornwall and finally to Idaho--it was all pretty amazing.
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Golant - SOLD
"Golant", 9" x 9", Oil on Museum Board
This was the first painting I did in Golant, when the tide was way out. By the time we left, the water was a few inches from the road and if it was higher, I think the house would be surrounded by water. We ate lunch at the local pub, where the three resident dogs, small with curly hair, guarded the stairway to the pub. They definitely owned the place!
SOLD
This was the first painting I did in Golant, when the tide was way out. By the time we left, the water was a few inches from the road and if it was higher, I think the house would be surrounded by water. We ate lunch at the local pub, where the three resident dogs, small with curly hair, guarded the stairway to the pub. They definitely owned the place!
SOLD
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Up River Golant
"Up River Golant", 8" x 10", Oil on Museum Board
Golant is a small village up the Fowey River, maybe two miles from where we were staying. I think it was my favorite village of all the amazing small villages we went to. At a very high tide, the main street is covered with water. Along the river at the far end of the main street, which was not very long, there is a cement/stone bulkhead with many small ladders that go down to the beach and all along are tied in continuous loop ropes all the small boats anchored there. So when the tide comes in or out, the boats float with the tide. One gentleman who was passing back and forth on the bulkhead told me that he had just come back from Portugal and he pointed to his orange sail boat out in the harbor. As we were leaving I commented on the incoming weather to another gentleman, who exhuberantly exclaimed with a toothless and cheery grin that "it is a grand day to be alive!"
Golant is a small village up the Fowey River, maybe two miles from where we were staying. I think it was my favorite village of all the amazing small villages we went to. At a very high tide, the main street is covered with water. Along the river at the far end of the main street, which was not very long, there is a cement/stone bulkhead with many small ladders that go down to the beach and all along are tied in continuous loop ropes all the small boats anchored there. So when the tide comes in or out, the boats float with the tide. One gentleman who was passing back and forth on the bulkhead told me that he had just come back from Portugal and he pointed to his orange sail boat out in the harbor. As we were leaving I commented on the incoming weather to another gentleman, who exhuberantly exclaimed with a toothless and cheery grin that "it is a grand day to be alive!"
Friday, October 8, 2010
Mevagissey Jetty
"Mevagissey Jetty", 8" x 10", Oil on Museum Board
In this painting I just picked out one boat in the busy harbor. I had come down with a horrible cold the previous day, but as my friend Jeanne kept saying, when you are painting, you just forget everything else--no problems, no worries.
In this painting I just picked out one boat in the busy harbor. I had come down with a horrible cold the previous day, but as my friend Jeanne kept saying, when you are painting, you just forget everything else--no problems, no worries.
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Mevagissey Harbor
"Mevagissey Harbor", 8" x 10", Oil on Museum Board
Mevagissey is a delightful town with a working fishing harbor filled with boats and tourists walking to the north or south jetty. It was hard to sort it all out visually, so I just didn't try to put it all in, but rather made kind of a puzzle of color in the painting.
Mevagissey is a delightful town with a working fishing harbor filled with boats and tourists walking to the north or south jetty. It was hard to sort it all out visually, so I just didn't try to put it all in, but rather made kind of a puzzle of color in the painting.
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
View from Great Treverran - SOLD
"View from Great Treverran", 9" x 9", Oil on Museum Board - SOLD
This was a late day painting with long shadows and the misty hills in the background. This is probably the place where the cows came through the hedgerow. I think they wanted to be milked.
This was a late day painting with long shadows and the misty hills in the background. This is probably the place where the cows came through the hedgerow. I think they wanted to be milked.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Readymoney Beach
"Readymoney Beach", 8" x 10", Oil on Museum Board
Readymoney is a small beach on the far side of Fowey. It was cold and began to drizzle, but an older couple from Ireland, determined to follow their bliss I guess, threw their clothes and boots and her purse onto the sand beneath the bulkhead and ran down to the water arm-in-arm and jumped into the sea. It was in the Readymoney Beach parking lot that I met up with the UPS guy to get the attachment for my tripod. He was determined to deliver it by 12 noon and had no idea where the Great Treverran was located.
Readymoney is a small beach on the far side of Fowey. It was cold and began to drizzle, but an older couple from Ireland, determined to follow their bliss I guess, threw their clothes and boots and her purse onto the sand beneath the bulkhead and ran down to the water arm-in-arm and jumped into the sea. It was in the Readymoney Beach parking lot that I met up with the UPS guy to get the attachment for my tripod. He was determined to deliver it by 12 noon and had no idea where the Great Treverran was located.
Monday, October 4, 2010
Clouds over Cornwall
"Clouds over Cornwall", 8" x 10", Oil on Museum Board
The Cornwall countryside is filled with green fields, cows, sheep and many hedgerows. There are a lot of cows in the fields around the Great Treverran, where we stayed, and one evening during dinner the herd found an opening in the hedgerow back of the house and came up the drive from the back to the front gate--the gate that is closed to prevent the cows from coming in! Eventually they all turned around and went the other way, but not without leaving a great cow mess in the driveway!
The Cornwall countryside is filled with green fields, cows, sheep and many hedgerows. There are a lot of cows in the fields around the Great Treverran, where we stayed, and one evening during dinner the herd found an opening in the hedgerow back of the house and came up the drive from the back to the front gate--the gate that is closed to prevent the cows from coming in! Eventually they all turned around and went the other way, but not without leaving a great cow mess in the driveway!
Sunday, October 3, 2010
View from Restormel
"View from Restormel", 8" x 10", Oil on Museum Board
At Restormel Castle I still didn't have the attachment for my tripod, so I painted this sitting on a bench with my Open M on my lap, below the walls of the castle looking out on the Cornwall countryside. It was a warm sunny day.
At Restormel Castle I still didn't have the attachment for my tripod, so I painted this sitting on a bench with my Open M on my lap, below the walls of the castle looking out on the Cornwall countryside. It was a warm sunny day.
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Church in Fowey
"Church in Fowey", 9" x 9", Oil on Museum Board
My friend Jeanne Edwards and I were standing on a little knoll by the church in Fowey. She was painting the buildings and the street that went down to the harbor and I was facing the church. For a few moments, the sun created some wonderful light patterns, however the church is not actually listing to the left as I made it look.
My friend Jeanne Edwards and I were standing on a little knoll by the church in Fowey. She was painting the buildings and the street that went down to the harbor and I was facing the church. For a few moments, the sun created some wonderful light patterns, however the church is not actually listing to the left as I made it look.
Friday, October 1, 2010
Fowey Sailboats
"Fowey Sailboats", 8" x 10", Oil on Museum Board
We painted this scene from some rocks below the main town on the Fowey harbor, which was filled with boats. I discovered I had brought the wrong attachment for my tripod, so for the first three days I was painting with the 8 x 10 Open Box M on my lap, which accounted for the fact that I got an unusual amount of paint on my jacket!
We painted this scene from some rocks below the main town on the Fowey harbor, which was filled with boats. I discovered I had brought the wrong attachment for my tripod, so for the first three days I was painting with the 8 x 10 Open Box M on my lap, which accounted for the fact that I got an unusual amount of paint on my jacket!
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