I have a file on my desktop of some “paintable” photos people have posted on Facebook. The images in this file are “paintable” because people or animals are doing an activity that they love and it shows in their expression or their body language. I’ve decided to take ten photos and paint them, then post them on this blog. I don’t have ten in the file yet so I’d love to have you send me images that warm your heart.
This is what I have in mind: I’m under no obligation to paint images sent to me and you are under no obligation to buy, but you get first chance to purchase it. The images MUST be yours! (no professional photos) I can’t use images taken with a flash…sorry. These paintings won’t be portraits because I don’t want to get bogged down in getting the likeness perfect. These are for fun. This one of the ballerinas is as close to a portrait as I’ll do. I’m drawn to images of children, sports, people doing things together, pets-anything with sunshine on it, but I’d really like to focus on people. Oh, and I would like your permission to post your image and an image of the painting. I’ll accept photos until the end of February.
I’ll be looking in my inbox for your photos at this email address: PaintingYourPhotos@gmail.com. Let the fun begin!
"Ballerina Buddies" 9.5"x13" watercolor
Snow dogs are wily creatures. Usually spotted clinging to trees after a heavy snowfall, they will appear only if there is no wind for several days after a snow storm. I was able to photograph this one, but it disappeared soon afterward because of wind. Other creatures, such as this one below often accompany the snow dogs. It looks like a member of the sloth family. What do you think?
"Two Putt" 8 x 8 oil
When we vacation in Arizona, my husband plays golf and I paint. Usually I drop him off at a course and I go find a place to paint. One morning the sun was sparkling on the grass and the players. It caught my attention, but the reason for painting this is the relationship between this man and the boy. It has a sparkle all its own.
Yesterday the clouds cleared away after a huge storm and this was the view from our windows. The wind is blowing fresh snow from the mountain into the sky. It was very dramatic. And cold. I took this photo around one o’clock in the afternoon. January is such a bleak month here in Alaska. We appreciate the bits of light gain every day. At our house, we don’t see the sun for about a month. What you see in this photo is what we get. Glow. Yesterday my dear husband shoveled tons of snow around the house. My self-appointed job is the deck. One shovel full at a time.
This is the view of the deck from my studio. It might take some time.
Setting up my easel in the glorious Arizona sunshine, I turned as a car pulled up beside me. A friendly lady leaned over her passenger and said, “Oh, you’re painting. Tell anybody who asks that Jessica says you can stay here. But be careful of the illegals, they hide in those bushes over there.” She pointed to a tangle of growth about fifteen feet from my easel and drove off in a cloud of dust.
My ears and mind were on high alert with every snapping twig. Bird songs sounded like secret signals. I painted a little faster and looked over my shoulder every few seconds, but nobody jumped out of the bushes. It reminded me of fishing in tall grass in Alaska and the unsettling feeling of the possibility of bears who might be sleeping or catching fish just a few feet away.