Perfect weather of 75 degrees on Sunday! I painted this around noon when the sun was just turning a corner. I really loved the light shining through the oaks and the tree perched precariously over the water as if to catch a glimpse.
I painted this in my backyard on Sunday. When it's chilly outside, it's nice to know I can duck inside for a hot tea, even if I didn't... I'd been meaning to paint my Sumac's for some time. I'm pretty pleased with the outcome of this little piece.
On Sunday, I went back out to Mrs. Sorenson's farm to paint. After she arrived from church, she drove her car down to where I was painting and stepped out in her Sunday dress and a walking cane to see my work. It was chilly and she didn't wear a coat, so couldn't stay long, but she still had a lot to say and even chided me about my beard. She doesn't approve.
I've always been impressed by folks who have worked the land all their lives, and how easily they adapt to hard times. She has numerous health issues but plows ahead...no pun intended.
I haven't been inspired to paint the human figure for quite some time. I actually started out as a figurative painter and showed my paintings in Arizona in the late 80's and early 90's. If there's one thing I've learned over the years, it's to go with my instincts.
Ima Lee Sorenson owns this vast property of cropland in Hutto and allowed me to paint on her land. She turns 93 years young in January. Mrs. Sorenson rode her mower from her house to meet and chat while I painted. She drove back to her house and within about 15 minutes came back with a painting she wanted me to critique!