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Canyon Runners
I painted for a few hours this morning at Balboa Park. I looked East toward Florida Canyon and admired all the dry desert vegetation with its dusty grays, browns, and greens. But most of all, I admired the runners who … Continue reading
Glorietta Bay
I went out to Glorietta Bay on nearby Coronado Island and began to paint, thinking that the mid morning fog would lift and the sea and sky would turn into glorious blues. As you can see, I was mistaken. Even … Continue reading
Posted in Figures, Landscape
Tagged Beach, Coronado Island, Gouache, Plein Air, San Diego
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The Cabin from the Road
We packed up yesterday and drove home across the dessert from the Arizona mountains. There was a lot to do and I didn’t have a chance to post this last plein air view of my sister’s cabin. In all the … Continue reading
Posted in Landscape, Uncategorized
Tagged Cabin, Gouache, Plein Air, Yavapai County Arizona
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Cabin, Trees, and Fence
I wanted to show how this cabin in the Arizona Mountains is sheltered from the summer heat by trees. I have been sketching it all week, but had to move out beyond the fence before I could get a bit … Continue reading
In a Field
There are three horses who graze in the field across the fence from where we are camping. I have tried to sketch them a few times, and am getting a bit closer to understanding their shapes. All three have interesting … Continue reading
Tree by a Fence
The oak trees in the mountains near Prescott have rich colors and great spreading limbs.
People and Horses
We are camping in the Arizona Mountains, and even though we are at 6,000 feet elevation, we were glad for shade by late morning. When horses came by, hoping for apples, I noticed what a great composition they made behind … Continue reading