This is a view of East Main Street area next to the original Highway 17 bridge in Washington. Standing at the apex of a bridge gives a good vantage point. It was a cold day and the light was clear and bright. The light was warm too, making the white hulls look very yellow; I think that was my initial objective—to paint those yellow boat hulls, but the architecture too.Continue reading
I know what Manet meant by not being able to emulate nature on canvas, that the best the artist can do is present his own, “naïve” impression.
This sky was so magnificent, there was so much shimmer and reflection and the colors harmonized so perfectly, that it left me in a wonderful state of awe. I just stood there and looked and marveled. I felt close to the beginning of time somehow, I’m not sure how else to explain it. To explain it, the way it made me feel, would have to come out as gibberish, because words–rational sentences–no matter how poetically laced, could never come close.Continue reading