Last week, just before the sun set behind the mountains, I caught some of the last color in the sky. Hatcher Pass. Oil on Canvas, 8"x 10".
Saturday, June 19, 2010
I was hiking up to Gold Cord Lake today and half way up the hill I was startled by a sound right in front of me. I looked down and a couple of feet away were two Ptarmigans. I had almost stepped on one of them. For some reason they did not fly away but just moved away a couple more feet. I had left my camera in the car so I started sketching them. They did not seem bothered by my presence so I just kept on drawing and drawing... About an hour later I realized I would probably be able to get my camera and they still would be in the same place. So down the mountain I ran to get my camera. On the way back I had to walk really fast because behind me was a large group of people with dogs. I felt sure they would scare the birds away. Fortunately I found the birds again and was able to take photos of them before they were scared away.
I exhibited this painting earlier this year but was not completely happy with it. I decided to cut it down from 22" x 28" to 20" x 24". I then used some sand paper to smooth out some of the rough spots and give the surface a little more tooth. I then glazed it with a yellow/orange mixture. I simplified the clouds, softened edges and basically repainted most of it to make it more pleasing to my eye. The new one has a much warmer feel to it.
This fall I have been captivated by the pattern of yellow and orange leaves against the beautiful grey-violets and grey-greens of the trees. I went for a walk in a "secret" valley near my house. It has a little stream running through it and the way the dead grass lays over the dead tree trunks and the solid carpet of leaves gives the place a haunting feeling especially at dusk. I was enthralled by the mystery and quietness of the place when a flock of chickadees came bustling through the tree tops. The little birds added the perfect counter balance to the stillness of the valley. As their sounds disappeared in the distance the quiet returned with only the slight creaking of trees and the gentle whispering of the leaves.
I made some quick studies of trees on my property concentrating on the anatomy and the individuality of the branches.
This last month I painted a few plein air paintings. My goal was to capture the basic forms as well as the color of the view. I always seem to focus on the distant mountains. These are small 8"x 10" or 11"x14" paintings.
I knew the light would be fantastic but I had no idea had stupendous it was. I stood on a little hill , looking down at the lake as clouds soared above me and mist poured out of the valley, marched passed and surrounded me. I felt the presence of the divine as I watched the colors change to the full glory of sunset and twilight. Remarkable. A precious gift from nature. This experience will inform many paintings.
I had a glorious day up at Gold Cord Lake taking photos of a model with the lake, waterfalls and rocks as a backdrop. I caught the magic light at the end of the day which was a real gift. The model glowed with the warm light of the sun! It rained , the mist moved over us and we had direct sunlight which gave a perfect diversity of lighting. Stunning.
I am an artist living in Alaska. My landscape paintings are created from a great love of nature’s many changing moods, and the sense of mystery and expectation that is created from ever varying colors and shapes. Shifting clouds that create spots of light that dance over the mountains is what catches my eye. The interplay between massive rock walls, water, and low hanging clouds are also endlessly intriguing to me. A magical moment is when clouds move over and envelope the mountains, dissolving rocky peaks and shimmering water into a mysterious apparition. Distant craggy islands, hidden lakes, misty mountains, small ponds and fog enshrouded fields are also inspirational. The female figure, symbolizing truth and beauty, and her interaction with the spiritual essence I find in the mountains is pivotal in my figurative work.