Here's my problem with my love interests. I love doing funky, fun whimsical pieces where I can add my own narrative. But recently (well over the last year now) I've been tempted, dared, and coaxed to go back and try my hand at the serious side of painting.
The header piece (above) is for our local Guild's www.brandonartistsguild.org upcoming show "VermontScapes." A landscape might work as a subject.
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| On the dock (r) with friends. Sporting stylish canvas sailor caps and bamboo fishing poles. Chris (center) shows her catch. |
I decided to paint the boat dock.
It was the place, as a child, I'd lay and look through the slats at the cool green water and its fish below. Lamenting the thought of fall's onset, my departure, and school's fast approach.
While painting, I recalled all this: the fresh water smell, the sound of water lapping the posts, the give and sway of the dock.
It occurred to me I haven't seen many wooden docks still in use. It became a worthy subject.
My surprise Valentine: a gift to myself from one who was there. Fond memories revisited in the form of a wooden dock. Maybe I'll paint this way more. And make some folk art assemblages for the show, too.
It was the place, as a child, I'd lay and look through the slats at the cool green water and its fish below. Lamenting the thought of fall's onset, my departure, and school's fast approach.
While painting, I recalled all this: the fresh water smell, the sound of water lapping the posts, the give and sway of the dock.
It occurred to me I haven't seen many wooden docks still in use. It became a worthy subject.
My surprise Valentine: a gift to myself from one who was there. Fond memories revisited in the form of a wooden dock. Maybe I'll paint this way more. And make some folk art assemblages for the show, too.
3 comments:
Robin, I'm in love with your painting.
While living in Vernon we visited friends at a lake with wooden docks along the shoreline.
Your colours in "Old Wooden Dock" remind me of Kalamalka Lake's views.
Happy weekend to you.
OMG! I love this!
It brings back nice memories of visiting my sister and her family when they used to live in Vermont.
They lived in West Glover on Lake Parker. I remember sitting on such a dock with my oldest niece and she was just a little girl and she would point out things to me among the rocks that you could see through the water.
so, yes. LOVE LOVE this.
I love it too! The reflections in the water are really beautiful.
It reminds me of a few summers we spent in Maine when I was really young.
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