Plein air painting (painting outside, instead of in the studio) is something I’ve been trying to tackle lately. “Tackle” might be a strong word, but consider what takes place. First, I must prepare supplies and not forget ANYTHING. I’ve remembered paper, paint and palette, then forgot brushes, not intending to finger paint. I’ve remembered a water bottle only to forget a container to hold the water, an important element in watercolor. If I remember everything (and never do), the next hurdle is to find a place where the wind will not blow over the easel, the sun isn’t glaring into my eyes, and bugs will not carry me away. A nice view is a plus, but that brings up the third hurdle of what to paint, or maybe what not to paint? I gather the equipment I’ve remembered and look around. From one side of my peripheral vision to the other and as far as my head will turn each way, I have to focus on one small piece of what is around me. All of it won’t make it into the 8 x 10. Then there are the distracting sounds of birds, wind, traffic and possibly the footfall of a moose…or was that a bear?
I wonder if painting might be the easy part of plein air, but my efforts don’t indicate this. Focus is obviously key and a major hurdle. I’ve decided that for me, painting on site is sketching and gathering information. At this point, I don’t think I’ll attempt to complete a sale-able piece.
One day, at the end of my school bus route that meanders through two mountain ranges (which shall be explained in another blog), I pulled my yellow chariot into a pullout near Eureka Lodge on the Glenn Highway. The colors were stunning with purple mountains, red hills, green trees and golden grass. I pulled out my bag of supplies, this time using oils. I sat in the pullout on a little piece of foam and played with the palette knife and colors. It was so much fun and I didn’t even mind when some Japanese tourists looked over my shoulder. The photo above is my first plein air seen by the public. I’m happy that it says “mountains, trees, grass” and reminds me of the fall air around me as I sat in the gravel, looking out at the mountains and glaciers with the clouds drifting by.
Normally, I don’t have a problem coming up with a title, but “Eureka Pullout” just doesn’t speak to me. Do you have any suggestions?
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