Monday, February 28, 2011
This was a sweet old man very focused on his sketching and I switched my attention on him because I started to mess up on my painting. So I flipped over the board and caught him from behind. This is a cropped image for a bookmark. I like how the grain of the board made him look as if he is out of and floating above the universe
Posted by Rachel at 9:56 PM
I remember reading how Singer Sargent would paint fast and with a sure hand. Ive been trying to work fast and even faster. We are lucky if we have 2 hrs to paint a figure and once I get home I cannot seem to 'finish 'them and tend to mess up. So I end up with oil sketches and here is one of Kathleen Mitchell modelling her antique clothing. She seemed very Dowageryish and Duchessy to me. Although if you know Kathleen, you will agree she is not in the slightest bit frightening
Posted by Rachel at 9:38 PM
I am dithering. when i first spotted these geese and a duck chatting away i was enamoured by their wonderful reflections. Steve Leonardi suggested i call it, 'goose goose duck' which made me laugh. It was one of Oliver's favourite games as a small child and Steve was his swim coach. So perhaps it is 'Reflecting.... goose, goose duck'
Posted by Rachel at 8:34 PM
Sunday, March 29, 2009
I always love to visit the animals at the Washington County Fair which is held in August. I loved meeting the delightful young owner of these happy pigs. She showed me how they would roll over to have their tummies rubbed. I am a great believer in happy pigs making delicious pork.
Posted by Rachel at 11:36 AM
Thursday, March 19, 2009
I have had my eye on these beautiful heifers and their calves for a while, especially when the evening sun lights them up. Little did I realise the bull was in with the girls. As a sign says,'If you think you can make it over the field in ten seconds, dont. The bull can make it in nine!'
Later I was delighted to meet Lorraine Kraeer, their owner, who loves them with a passion. I gave her a print of the painting as I sold the original at Art in the Garden. She was quiet for a while and then she and her grand daughter started naming the ones they recognised! I am sure I am not a lone in preferring to eat meat from an animal that has had a happy life.