Colonial In Color

Colonial In Color, 5x7

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The shapes and angles of this house in the late afternoon light attracted me. In reality, the house is all red brick, black shutters and the small addition at bottom left, sadly, is covered in white vinyl. This being the case, and because I wanted to accentuate the myriad shapes and angles, I decided to give each wall a color of its own. I like the festive, bungalow feel of the colors, even more so when I recall that this house is, in real life, the rectory of a church.

Barn On Avalon Road

Barn On Avalon Road, 6x6

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These farm structures stand about a quarter-mile outside Malvern, Ohio, heading south along Avalon Road, toward Lake Mohawk. The evening before I returned home, I drove all over the area to get as much photographic reference as I could. I was intrigued by this scene, in the way the buildings were nicely tucked into the road embankment and how their geometric shapes radiate out in different directions. The telephone pole approximates the vertical axis of the group.

Home for Dinner

Home For Dinner, 8 x 6

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My recent visit to the small town of Malvern, Ohio and the surrounding area was very nostalgic. We used to visit relatives there in the summers and spend time on the family farm about twenty five miles away. The afternoon before returning home, I had a chance to drive around and get plenty of reference photography of Malvern and some of the surrounding farms. I was amazed how much things have stayed the same there. The residents have done a great job maintaining the old homes and buildings. This back porch in the warm afternoon light is emblematic of the comfortable and friendly nature of this place and its people. I'll be posting more new art in the coming weeks, recalling this trip.

Left Behind

Left Behind, 6 x 8
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The threat of rain kept the turnout low for this morning's scheduled paintout at Johnson's Backyard Garden, a small organic farm on the southeast edge of Austin. Three artists showed up, though just two of us stayed to paint. This was understandable, since there was a stong chance of rain. With almost no one else around and just a light, intermittent sprinkle, it turned out to be a wonderfully peaceful and enjoyable morning. I painted from my car for the first time ever, with the window down, and though it was a little cramped, I'm glad I stayed. I know I would have been grumpy if I had driven all the way out there and not gotten to paint. This little shack sits on land next to the farm, at the end of an old one-lane road. The quiet, along with the threatening sky seemed to add to the mystery of this old relic of a life long past.