I loved the relationship between this young girl and her baby goat. The goat was so trusting and the girl so loving. It was a perfect photo for our current class focus on painting figures. I really enjoyed the attempt, finding it less frustrating than buildings.
Recently I met some high school friends in Maysville, Ga for dinner. The restaurant was charming, the food good, and seeing old friends again after many years made me quite nostalgic. To add to the mood, I found this scene behind the restaurant; it's been many, many years since I've seen clothes hanging outside to dry. I can almost smell the sunshine and fresh air and hear sheets flapping in the breeze.
I started this second painting from a photo taken in Canton, Ga a few weeks ago. Our class focus last session was on buildings, town scenes, etc. They require a lot of preciseness, perhaps more than I'm willing to give! It's a great exercise and learning experience, but I'm ready to focus on some other things for a while.
Our class has recently focused on painting street scenes; since this is not a topic I normally paint, I had to make some photos. This one is from downtown Canton, Ga. It looks crooked in the post, but that's a result of the photography, not the painting! This one was a real learning experience.
I've been very remiss in posting for the past few days. This landscape is the result of a class exercise in painting only with our non-dominant hand; in my case, that was with the left hand. It was really difficult not to use the right hand at all, but I did manage to complete the painting without doing so. It was a fun exercise and MAYBE I'll try another one in the future. I've been working on the study of shells off and on for a couple of weeks and completed it this week. The photo was taken on one of Karen's, Holly's and my trips last summer. I'm sooo ready to take another trip to the beach.
I've always loved this photo of my great-nieces and drew it once before in pencil. Today I decided to complete it in pastels. This is my first attempt at painting figures.
Last year this male bluebird and his mate raised three families in a box at the front of my house. They quickly "trained" me by flying up for the mealworms I provided each day. They provided me with many hours of fascinated pleasure. "Daddy Boo" did almost all the feeding of the young after they fledged; "Mommy Boo" seemed to think her job was done at that point. I think the same couple will nest in the same box this year, as they flew up to me a few weeks ago and asked for worms. And who could say "no" to a request from a bluebird?!?