It's been a very busy summer of painting, traveling for shows, teaching and working on my house. My wee house (588 square feet) is finally complete with a brand new deck to hang out on and new cedar shingle siding. It looks fabulous. But, house renovations are not for the wimpy and can take up a lot of one's time! But, it was worth it. See photo below of the finished product.
As for painting. I've been enjoying being out on the Maine coast this summer. One particularly fun outing, about a month ago, was a series of four paintings made in the fog on Grindstone Neck: Fog rolling. Islands disappearing. Islands reappearing. Mist and crispness. Warm sun and cool breezes. Tide swallowing my easel. The boundary between things blurred.
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| My intrepid easel and foggy Ned Island |
Copious amounts of fog and the lack of direct sun directed my palette toward monochrome. Armed with
Torrit Grey paint from Gamblin, I was ready. I slid toward subtle mixtures of warm and cool greys, lost and found edges and the occasional incidental mark or two.
Below are three of the four paintings I did that day. All four have sold since going up at a
Courthouse Gallery Fine Art exhibit in August.
Until next time, enjoy the fleeting moment.
Cheers,
Phil
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| Through the Mist, oil, 6 x 6 in., 2015 |
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| Fog & Surf, oil, 6 x 6 in., 2015 |
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| Foggy Island, oil, 6 x 6 in., 2015 |
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| Cedar Shingles, a new deck and a grill. What else could a guy want? |
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