Sea Island, Georgia

Excited about the next three days!  We arrived at Sea Island yesterday, and starting tomorrow I have three days of one-on-one en plein air painting instruction from a local artist.   This will be while Ron is participating in a clay target competition - The Seminole Cup.  Stay tuned. I’m hoping for at least two or three great plein air paintings to share here.  The scenery all around is gorgeous! Here are some photos I took today:

Rome, Georgia’s Clock Tower

I’m visiting my mother in Rome, Georgia.  I drove to the Clock Tower which is the main landmark for Rome and took some photos.  I didn’t bring my painting supplies with me in this trip, and so I ran by Michael’s and bought the bare minimum of what I needed to paint - a package of canvas panels, student grade oil paints in primary colors plus white, Payne’s Gray and Raw Umber, a small container of odorless solvent, a small bottle of medium, and several cheap brushes.  I obviously could not get my blue to look blue.  It was Ultramarine Blue.  Why does it look gray?   Maybe it’s the “student grade.”  I am going home tomorrow and will finish it then.  

Topsy-Turvy Studio - Changes on the way

We are re-painting the entire interior of our house - walls, moldings, ceilings, doors - everything.  So all the paintings that I so carefully hung on walls over the past couple months are now stacked on beds in the empty bedrooms.

Despite the general chaos and clutter, I am very excited about one thing.  As soon as the painting is finished, we are getting a carpenter to come in and build shelves and cabinets along one wall in my studio to hold all my supplies.  I will design it so there will be room for drying paintings, for canvases and panels, for all my paints, frames and all the piles of materials and supplies that painting generates.  It's going to look so good and be so convenient.  Right now I have a row of plastic shelving across that entire wall.  And that works - and although it is utilitarian, it is not pretty.

Painting a Cow

Last winter Ron and I visited the farm of some friends to talk about purchasing meat for the freezer - beef, pork, and lamb.  As we were standing in the yard talking, I saw this cow in a small pasture beside us.  Such a sweet face!  So I took some photos.

I decided to paint the first shot with the cow looking directly into the camera.  

He's still a work-in-progress, but I'm mostly pleased with it.  This week has been a painting week since I've "mostly finished" three paintings - the Eclipse Sunset, In Mother's Arms, and now this cow.  I'm still thinking of what to name this painting.  I'm not sure I will write a poem for this one.

Side note:  I have to mention that this cow (apparently named "Henry") is likely the one that was "processed" for the beef that we ended up buying.  The farmer mentioned that the cow was due for processing, and that was why he was in the pen close to their house.  Since I eat meat, that doesn't bother me.  We still have some of that ground beef, steaks, and roasts in the freezer.   I also realize that cows are female, bulls and steers are male - and I've called this cow a "he" - but, for my purposes, it really doesn't matter.

In Mother’s Arms

Back in 1975, Larisa was a baby, and Ron took this photo of me holding her on the porch at our house on Indiana Avenue in Atlanta.  Today I decided to paint that photo. Here is the original photo:



Below is the painting after getting the main values blocked in.  In this painting, I used only two colors:  burnt umber and titanium white. I set up 6 different values of burnt umber and white on my palette.  I wanted the painting to have a sepia look since it's a 43-year old photo.

This is how I left the painting for tonight.  There are still more tweaks to be done - mostly on Larisa's face and head.  I'm going to take it to art class on Friday to see what suggestions Rachael can give me. 

I really love it - mostly because I remember that photo being taken, and because I love that sweet baby so much - even though she's a mother now of her own two children.  I will definitely be working on a poem to go with this painting.

(Later) I've been working on the poem and have tentatively finished one.  I'm considering going in another direction with the poem - making it more personal to Larisa and me.  However, here's what I have for now:

 In Mother’s Arms

In Mother’s arms - Held close, held dear

In Mother’s arms - There is no fear. 

In Mother’s eyes - Beauty profound

In Mother’s eyes - Grace unbound

In Mother’s heart – love beating strong

In Mother’s heart - where you belong

~Mary Carol Shaw Johnston~

The Eclipse Sunset

Back on August 21, 2017, there was a total solar eclipse, and we are fortunate enough to live in its path.  We packed a picnic lunch and put folding chairs in the car and drove out to the Nashville Gun Club to watch the eclipse.  We would've watched it from our home, but in Franklin, it wasn't a total eclipse, and so the 40 minute drive to the Gun Club was worth it to us.

The club was closed that day, and so we mostly had the place to ourselves.  We parked the car at a pavilion right beside the Cumberland River, set up our chairs, put on our eclipse glasses and looked up.  I did not expect it to be a big deal.  I figured it would be cool to see it, but nothing spectacular.  I was wrong.

As the eclipse reached the "total" part, I took the photo (below) of the river. It was early afternoon on a sunny day - and yet it looked like sunset.

I knew I wanted to paint that photo.  So tonight I started working on it.  The colors aren't right yet - it's too orange.  I cropped the photo for my painting so that the river is at the bottom of the painting, and the sky is 2/3 of the painting.  That puts a LOT more of the pink/orange into the painting.  Also the clouds in the photo did not translate into the painting very well, and so I broke them up a little bit.  I still have work to do on this.  I really want to get the colors just right.



I started working on the poem to go with this one.  It is close to being finished.

The Eclipse Sunset

A picnic lunch and folding chairs

Set out in the middle of the day

Beside the Cumberland River

A solar eclipse was on the way.

Side by side we watched the show

Wearing glasses to protect our eyes

Talking, laughing, enjoying the day 

Staying focused on the skies

At last, the moment arrived

The moon totally blocked the sun

The sky mimicked a sunset

The corona in the heavens shone

Stillness and awe overcame us
As we watched the celestial display

“The heavens declare the glory of God”

Those words came to life that day

~Mary Carol Shaw Johnston~

Bird School for the GrandGirls - and Painting

My husband, Ron, and I have five granddaughters - ages 4 to 18.  Since we live on a 90-acre farm out in the country, we have lots of bird feeders.  And the variety of birds is amazing.  We have a bald eagle nest within a mile - and we frequently see bald eagles soaring overhead.  We have owls in the woods around our house - and so many song birds and hummingbirds.

Lily and Sophie were our first two granddaughters and are now 14 and 16 years of age. Our 18-year old granddaughter is our step-granddaughter who joined our family when she was in middle school - when our daughter married her father.  So we didn't know her when she was a toddler and young child.   When Lily and Sophie were little, they spent a lot of time at our house.  Ron started "bird school" where they would watch the bird feeders together, and he'd teach them how to identify birds.

One funny story.  One day a bird got into their garage at home.  A neighbor came over to help get the bird out of the garage and was amazed when Lily and Sophie told her that it was a tufted titmouse. The girls knew their birds!  Bird School has been going on for over ten years now at our little farm.

So today, the youngest granddaughter, Bradley (4 years old), came over for a little while and enjoyed bird school with Ron.  She identified a cardinal and a black-capped chickadee.  Here's a photo of her with Ron watching the bird feeders and talking about the birds.  Sweet!

After bird school, Bradley wanted to go upstairs to my art studio to paint.  As she declared, her painting was FABULOUS!



We have got our grandgirls involved in birding and painting!