Magic in Gualala, CA

California Art Club put together a “Paint Out” in Gualala, California this last month. I participated and really enjoyed it. There were about thirty-eight artists from all over California. For an artist, it is always fun to be around other artists. Two or three artists can be painting the same scene and they will all look entirely different.

The only downside was that I stayed in an old-world waterfront hotel. The room had a wonderful view, but It took at least ten minutes to get water warm enough to shower. The breakfast was either a stale wrapped Biscotti or a muffin of the same nature. I passed on both. There was no room service, so no clean towels, and I was there for six nights.

The beaches were clean and beautiful. The first day I painted at the park, with an expansive view.

I loved the view for viewing, but not particularly for painting. I’m not sure if that makes sense. I attempted to capture the beauty; but I felt something was missing for a painting. My opinion has not changed. Maybe it’s just too much information?

The next day, I visited a beautiful estate named “Barking Rocks.” It was named for all the seals that live on the rocks. There were about twenty of us painting around the waterfront property. I chose to paint a small and quick painting of the rocks.

I was happy with this 8 x 10 and entered it the last day to be critiqued. No one found fault with it, so that was quite nice.

The third day I drove to Cooks Beach, where several of the group were painting. I joined on the cliff above the beach. Several others took the trail down to the beach and were painting on the beach.

I painted this on a 9 x 12 panel. I liked it when working on it.

The next day was too foggy to paint. I reworked the rocks in my hotel room. Gualala is a beautiful place, but does have fog that rolls in and you can not even see the beach. I drove south to Sea Ranch first and the further I drove, the thicker the fog. I chose not to stop at places where you had to hike quite a ways to the beach. I was by myself and did not want to run into “critters”.

I turned around and drove north toward the Pt. Arena lighthouse. When I got the road that takes you to the lighthouse the fog was fairly thick. I drove out to the lighthouse, but the fog was so thick I hardly saw it. I did not paint the foggy wonder, but it is one of the tallest lighthouses on the West Coast.

The effort to find a place to paint did not work well. I painted in my hotel room that day. The final day of the Paint Out, one piece of our work was critiqued by two well-known artists. It was fun to see what other people had painted. I would have loved to have seen the other pieces they had painted, not just the one. After the critique, it was time to head home.

I met many fun people and hope to do more with the California Art Club in the future. Here is the photo from our lovely cocktail party at Barking Rocks on Thursday night in their gallery. It was my second paint out. There were no awards, so it felt more casual than others.

Magic in Gualala, CA

Downtown Winters Sketches

I started this series for a friend of mine that was active in the Winters Chamber of Commerce. They were in a small section of a downtown store. People seemed to like them. They served as a nice memory of drinking wine, eating yummy food, or just spending time in Winters. I recently expanded the drawings to include a few new spots of interest. You can buy them at Yolo 365 Artisan Market in Winters or from me direct in Vacaville. Each card is $6.50.

I taught Hand Drafting (and many other interior design classes) at the Art Institute of Seattle for several years. This experience translated nicely into this type of architectural drawing. My book “Hand Drafting for Interior Design” is in it’s third edition and available on Amazon. It is still used (believe it or not) in colleges around the world. Let me know if you think there is something or somewhere else I should add to this collection. Most of the originals have already been sold. The clock, The Preserve and Yolo 365 are available at Yolo 365 Artisan Market in Winters.

Downtown Winters Sketches

Sketches of Downtown Vacaville

A few years ago a friend of mine asked me to do a series of drawings of Winters, California. They were sold at the Winters Chamber of Commerce. People enjoyed purchasing a card to remember having a glass of wine or maybe a meal they enjoyed.

Now living in Vacaville, I thought it would be fun to do a series of drawings of the local downtown. See if you can name them all. They are for sale at “The Artisan in Vacaville” or from me directly. They sell for $6.50 per card. If I am low of your particular card I can order more.

When I first moved to Vacaville, I created a series of drawings featuring some of the beautiful old homes on Buck Avenue. Cards can be made of the ones I drew, or if you would like one of your home, contact me.

I will do a blog with my drawings of Winters, California. I started doing these drawings during the Pandemic, when we no longer went out much. I enjoyed drawing and did not yet have a studio or my oil painting supplies here in California. I took photos of many of the houses I wanted to paint. In the evening, I would work on the drawings as I watched television and had a glass of wine. Since the idea of going out was not an option, this was a great way to pass time.

I hope you enjoy them, and maybe think about buying some!

Sketches of Downtown Vacaville

Funky Chicken

A friend of mine is organizing a fundraiser for “Funky Chicken”, a 501(c)3 non-profit animal sanctuary in Northern CA. They rescue animals in need. Recently the owner was injured. She asked me to be a guest artist; as they sell paintings to people that follow their Facebook page. You can see the artwork on the “Shine A Light – on those that care”. All the artwork is 8″ x 10″ and available for sale at Shine A Light. Please check out both pages on Facebook.

Here are my contributions:

These and many other animals have been rescued by Funky Chicken near Vacaville.

I don’t often volunteer this much art, but love animals and hope this helps the shelter. Please look at the two different pages. You can buy some fun art or make a donation to this wonderful animal shelter. The animals will all be happy for your help!

Funky Chicken

Traveling Art

When I travel I always take something along to sketch and paint with. We recently returned from a Viking River Cruise. For some reason I had expected to see wonderful sights all along the river. That just was not true. There were a lot of trees and many concrete levies along the way.

I found we spent many hours on buses taking us to locations away from the river. We started our cruise by staying in a lovely hotel in Bucharest for three days. The river was too low for the riverboats to pass. We wanted to see the Black Sea at Constanta. So, we took a seven hour bus ride to see the sea. It was lovely, but not a seven hour bus ride lovely?

The small painting above was from a photo I took from our first night on the Danube. We were on a boat with 194 people. There weren’t many “quiet places,” so it was difficult to find somewhere to sketch. I found a table in an area that served as a dining area most of the day. It was not particularly private.

As we continued our journey, I looked for fun things to sketch. This priest was sitting outside of a cathedral that we walked by in Constanta, Romania. I’m not sure of his purpose and it was quite hot, but I thought it was an interesting sketch.

Here is the photo that I took. I was using watercolor, which is unforgiving. I wanted to make his eyes closed as in the photo, but I accidentally made him look awake. It is not something I will turn into a painting, but it was a fun sketch.

Going through the locks for the first time I found this group of workers rather humorous. They were supposed to be working, but here they are chatting and on their cell phones.

I took some other photos on the trip that I plan to paint:

I’d love to know what you think would make a good painting. It was a fun trip, but it is always good to be home.

Traveling Art

“We are what we repeatedly do.

Excellence, therefore, is not an act but a habit.” ~Aristotle

I love this quote by Aristotle. It reminds me of what Malcolm Gladwell wrote in his book: “Outliars”. Ten thousand hours of deliberate practice are needed to achieve expert-level mastery in any field. While the 10,000-hour rule has become widely known, some argue it’s an oversimplification. They emphasize the importance of the quality of practice over just the quantity of hours. Regardless, the rule highlights the significant time investment required for true expertise.

As an artist I am often asked how long a certain piece takes to paint. Each individual piece may take a day or two or more depending on the actual size and complexity of the painting. It is not the time that an artist takes to make the one painting. It is the years and years of practice. time spent in classes, time spent reading articles about composition and color that need to added to the time spent. It is the time spent finding something interesting to paint. The time deciding the best composition and color combination add to the time over the years.

I personally collect books by artists I love and read them often. I collect art magazines and scour them for paintings I enjoy and respect. I keep files with examples of ideas I want to incorporate into my artwork. I always have a folder on my computer of things I want to paint next.

When I lived in Washington State, I had a much larger art studio. I did big abstracts, which I sold via an interior design and decor store. I don’t have that connection where I now live. When you move to a new area I think it is hard to reinvent yourself for the area.

The painting at the top of the page is 10″ x 20″ which I completed in two days. I think painting vineyards is a challenge. Trying to make rows of growing grapes interesting and colorful is not easy. I must have repainted the rows several times before I was content with the result. When I looked back, I realized the tree was fading into the background. It did not stand out the way I wanted. At that point in time, I lightened the rows, so the tree would stand more as a focal point.

I have a T-Shirt that says: ” Art is intelligence gone creative”. It is a compelling statement that highlights the connection between intellect and artistic expression. 

Here’s how intelligence and creativity intertwine to create art:

  •  Intelligence is the ability to learn and understand, providing artists with the knowledge and skills necessary to create. This includes understanding artistic principles, techniques, and historical context.
  • Creativity is the ability to generate original and unusual ideas. It allows artists to transcend mere technical proficiency.
  • Artistic talent emerges from a synthesis of creativity and intelligence. Imagination is combined with an understanding of various factors. These factors include culture, emotion, and technical aspects.
  • Art serves as a channel for artists to communicate ideas, evoke emotions, and tell stories. This requires a level of intelligence to effectively convey meaning through chosen mediums.
  • AI tools can help in artistic creation. However, they presently lack the emotional and conscious elements. These elements drive true human creativity. AI can analyze and mimic patterns, but human artists infuse their work with personal experiences, intuition, and unique perspectives. 

In essence, art is more than just raw creativity or intelligence alone. It is the intelligent application of creative thought and skill. This application produces something meaningful and impactful. 

Every artist I know wants to create something beautiful or thought-provoking. They make you look at things in a different manner. This all takes time, merged with intellect and creativity.

Next time you want to ask an artist how long a piece took to paint, stop to consider asking a different question. Maybe ask how long they have been studying art. Ask how long they have actually been applying paint to canvas.

 

“We are what we repeatedly do.

“You are never too old to set another goal or dream a new dream.”

Quote by C.S. Lewis

As I grow older in life I think about this more often. In my younger life I designed and built three homes at different locations, learning something from each design. At this point in my life, I live in a home I did not design. It is a wonderful little California Bungalow on a main street in a fairly large city. My other homes had been on waterfront or the beach. Planning and building another one at this point in my life is not viable.

Setting goals is important at any age. We all need to dream a new dream to have something to look forward to doing. I’ve had an art studio for years. They have been all different sizes and shapes and locations. I dreamed of being able to spend more time painting in my studio. Now that I am retired, I am living that dream. I need to find more places to actually sell the art I am creating. I guess that is a goal!

Today I finished this 10 x 20 inch painting of a nearby vineyard. I find painting grapevines more challenging than many other things that I paint. While there are always rows and rows of grapevines, how do you make them beautiful and interesting?

With so many rows, mostly the same, where is the “Focal Point”? That brings up a good point in the design of painting. I was taught that you always have to have a focal point in any painting. I see many famous paintings without one. It makes me question: “Do you have to have a focal point in your life”? When I was younger, it was my family and work and art sneaking in occasionally. Now that my sons are grown and all successful, I don’t have to worry about them as my focal point. I’m not working anymore. Although I would love to find a part-time job, I no longer have work as a focal point.

My art is my main focal point. It is hard to focus on something you love if you can’t find places to sell your art. Do you have to find something else to dream about? Do you have to find another goal to set?

I dream about going to Ireland, Scotland, Wales and England. I want to go before I am not capable of travel and really enjoying it. This is why I set a goal to work out four times a week. Additionally, I try to walk 10,000 steps a day. Here’s a funny fact. I am the oldest member of Kaia Fit in the city where I live. I keep up with everyone in the class. (Maybe my weights are a little lighter than those in their thirties. )

Here are some questions for you:

  1. How many goals do you need at any given time in your life?
  2. Do you put them in order of importance? Do you have a list?
  3. What is your dream? Do you share it with other people?

“You are never too old to set another goal or dream a new dream.”

Art Studio Safety Tips: Lessons from a Painful Fall

I never thought of working in my studio to be dangerous. I am beginning to think twice about that now. Last week while working on a new painting, I was concentrating on the painting. I wasn’t concentrating on where I was. I wasn’t focused on what I was sitting on. As a result, I “missed” my stool when sitting down. I work in a remodeled small garage in a 1915 Craftsman home. The floor in my studio is concrete, which is normally just fine. I have a thin carpet over it, with no padding. (Mistake # 2). Mistake # 1 was using the rolling stool.

As I slightly missed the stool, I lost my balance and bounced to the floor landing on my derriere. That was okay. Still, I kept on going down. I bounced off the concrete on the back of my head. My glasses went flying and I was not only feeling a little stupid, but my head hurt like hell. So now, I’m laying on the floor, my Apple watch is screaming: “Have you fallen? Do you need to call 911?” I can’t see well enough without my glasses to find the button. I can’t turn off the emergency call to 911. I am thinking an ambulance is soon to be on its way. I am really going to be embarrassed. After a few moments, I managed to put on my glasses. I turned off the emergency call on my Apple Watch and tried to get my act together. I know nothing is broken, but my humility. Luckily no one but my husband is anywhere nearby, so the embarrassment factor was limited . Entering the house, more like stumbling into the house, I found an ice pack and sat down. This is how to have an instant headache and ruin a lovely day of painting in my studio.

This all happened on a Friday afternoon. I did not do much the rest of the day. The next day we went to Saturday Market. I had at least a #5 headache and a very stiff neck. Additionally, I admit my backside was indeed sore. But it was not enough to keep me from going to Farmer’s Market and chatting with friends. I took Advil and headed out.

Sunday we went on a Mural Tour and out to lunch with a friend, but my headache persisted. I took Advil again (Mistake #3) and enjoyed the tour as much as one can with a lovely headache. I do highly recommend the Fleet Street Mural Tours in downtown Sacramento. There is a variety of amazing talent expressed in the over 600 murals. We only saw about twenty, but I enjoyed each and every one of them.

Monday (boy this is getting long), I went to my exercise class. I felt a little weak. I “still” had the headache. After talking to my oldest son and receiving a slight lecture, I called the Nurse Line at Kaiser. They wanted me to make an appointment to come in to have a CT Scan.

The nurse laughingly told me something interesting when I talked to her on the line. Her husband said she should get rid of the rolling stool in her craft room. He was afraid she would fall off and hurt herself. He bought her a stool that did not roll. We laughed as I told her, now she had the opportunity to share a real life example.

I waited for the callback and waited for the callback and finally decided to go to ER.

No way to spend the afternoon you can have been in the studio. We were treated well, even though the waiting room was packed. One of my acquaintances from my Friday painting group arrived in a wheelchair. She had been out “boarding” with friends, and tripped on a rock. She was having her leg checked to make sure it was just a sprain. She said the boarding at Lake Berryessa was worth the pain. She was still waiting when we left. It always amazes me where you run into people you know. Last year, while I was waiting to get a prescription at Kaiser, I ran into the mother of a friend. I had not seen her in at least fifteen years.

Back to the ER. Three hours later, I found out I had an acute concussion and a mild whiplash. Luckily I did not have “Brain Damage”. I was told not to take Advil, as it can cause more bleeding. Tylenol has since become my good friend. On the way home from ER, we stopped and bought an non-rolling chair. I put the rolling stool by the trash in the alley. It was not there this morning, and I don’t think that I will miss it.

I went to the gym this morning, as the doctor said it was fine. I did use lighter weights than usual, and am trying to laugh about the situation. Fortunately I did not long term damage to my head. It did make me stop and think about the dangers of painting.

I enjoy Plein Air painting; but I have had a Black Widow spider crawling up my back. Luckily someone noticed it and knocked it off. I have had a skunk walk by in close-proximity, but was not sprayed. I have gotten more than one terrific sunburn. I have dropped at least one painting in the dirt. My umbrella has blown away and my allergies have asked what I was doing in the middle of a field. Friends of mine have had bears come visit, but I don’t go that rural.

I considered my studio a very safe environment, until it was not.

This was the painting I was working on, and I will always think of it as “Falling Off”. It is not done, and will not be for a while.

Painting is not for sissies. I think about the lack of ventilation when varnishing my work. I consider reaching and hanging paintings above my head. These are among the many perils of doing art.

Enjoy art you see. Enjoy art you produce. Remember to try to be careful working in your studio and out painting Plein Air!

And it’s finished. (For now)

I was not happy with the colors when I looked at the painting online. Colors always look different online or in a photograph than how they look in the studio or in natural light. I could see that the tree was not quite the focal point and that is what I had hoped to achieve. In working on the painting a little more, I softened the mountains in the back, brought more lights to the tree, simplified the foreground and think it works better now.

On another note, my headache from my concussion is finally gone and I feel great. I have a new chair in my studio with no wheels and will be painting like crazy as I feel great again!

Art Studio Safety Tips: Lessons from a Painful Fall

John Deere Tractor, our Johnny Popper

I first learned to drive on a Johnny Popper, as my grandfather used to call ours. When I was small I would sit on my father’s lap and he would let me pretend to drive. I have wonderful memories of being out in the orchard among the walnut trees building “checks” to get ready for irrigation. Years later, he taught me how to shift gears. My brother learned the same way I did, but either he was more adventuresome, or more careless. One day, my father turned around and my brother was about to attempt to climb a tree while seated and driving our John Deere tractor. I watched as my father sprinted to the tractor, jumped and somehow got the tractor out of the tree. A few minutes more and my brother might have flipped the tractor and be crushed under it. My father did not use cuss words often, but I learned a few that day. My brother was not allowed to drive the tractor for quite a while.

I’ve always been fascinated by John Deere Tractors, but never really looked into their history. I have painted a few old ones over the years. I one above is not in use anymore, but beautifies a farm not too far from Winters. California. I was in a Plein Air paintout and when I saw these, I knew I wanted to paint it. It was the second full day of the event, so I was a little tired and had completed a landscape scene earlier in the day. A couple other artists were painting the tractor, so I decided to join in. It was a warm day and I got a good start, but did not finish in time to turn it in. Actually I finished it in my studio today.

At the event, both the Artist’s Choice and the People’s Choice were paintings of this tractor! I think people like tractors. I decided to do a little research on the history of the John Deere Tractor:

The history of the company began in 1837 when John Deere, a blacksmith, invented a steel plow that was successful in the sticky soil of the American Midwest. In 1843, he formed a partnership with Leonard Andrus, to produce more plows to meet the increasing demand for them. The company eventually expanded to include tractors, harvesting equipment and other farming tools. Deere & Company incorporated in 1868.

In the 1910’s the company expanded, entering the tractor and harvesting equipment business and acquired other companies to build a “full line” of farm equipment. In 1912 Deere preferred stock debut on the New York Stock Exchange. In the 1950’s to 1960’s Deere & Company became a global sales leader in agriculture and industrial equipment, focusing on innovation and expansion. They continued to grow, focusing on larger-scale farming equipment and expanding into construction, forestry and turf care. To this they remain a global leader in agricultural and construction equipment, while continuing to innovate and expand product offerings.

John Deere’s mission statement, “We Run So Life Can Leap Forward”, focuses on creating intelligent, connected machines and applications that help revolutionize agriculture and construction, enabling life to leap forward. This mission is supported by eheir core values of Integrity, Quality, Commitment, and Innovation. They strive to sustain lives and livelihoods everywhere, deliver purpose-driven technology, and run with nature, while prioritizing sustainability and ethical business practices.

I love their tagline: “Nothing Runs Like a Deere”.

John Deere’s first tractor was the WaterLoo Boy, introduced in 1918. This tractor, initially designed for large farms, was a result of Deere & Company’s acquisition of the Waterloo Gasoline Engine Company. The first tractor to bear the “John Deere” name and be built, marketed, and named by John Deere was the Model D, introduced in 1923. 

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John Deere has come a long ways since this first tractor.

John Deere Tractors | 6 Series Utility Tractors | John Deere

Our John Deere Tractor on the farm in Colusa, California was more like the one pictured below. I don’t know whatever happened to our farm Johnny, but assume it was sold when my father died at age 53. My mother sold the farm, and bought her first ever new car, and cute little house in a new housing development not far from town. I left that year to go to college and only go back for an occasion class picnic and now as I have grown older go back for more “Celebrations of Life”, (funerals) than anything else.

1950 John Deere A Tractor For Sale | 100 Mile House, BC, Canada | 10384210  | MyLittleSalesman.com

Not that it has much to do with this post, but the next car I learned to drive was our 1956 Willy Jeep in bright yellow. It had no cover, so when not being used on the farm I would drive it to High School. Lots of great memories.

Share your John Deere memories!

John Deere Tractor, our Johnny Popper

Why make art?

When asked: “Why do you make art” what do you say? I think all artists wrestle with the why of it? I, myself know I have to do it to be happy. Working on a painting or a pen and ink drawing in my studio makes me happy.

The making of art is a tradition that has spanned the entirety of human history. I’m always interested to know what is art’s purpose, if it has one! When asked, what do artist’s say about their compulsion to create? Camille Henrot said: “I don’t think art has any inherent duty; its not “good” for anything innately.” What best describes an artist? Is too much expected of art? She went on to say: “Art is good for representing and defending a space for complexity, nuance and exception. I love this explanation.

Rose B Simpson stated: ” So much art caters to the intellect, tickles the wit and hold the key to an inside joke.” The cost of art is know what you paid to go to art school, and what you owe. What we need to remember is that art ventures in the magical, driven by a deep desire to know something beside disconnection as to become fluent in the poetry of the supernatural. Art is about findg our way home to our humanity. As we take many wrong turns each one is a teacher.

What I often wonder, is the question of why people question why we have to make art. Why is art a part of our soul? Why do we wake up thinking about what we can create next? Is it because we are creative souls, or are we artists just a little crazy! I don’t have an answer to this yet.

I know I love to paint and draw. I love the companionship of artistic people. I painted this years ago, and it sold right away. It is 2′ x 4′ and happily installed in a happy client’s home. Think about why you enjoy art, be it contemporary or old world, flowers or landscape or a million other venues. I hope you are enjoying it in your life!

Why make art?