This winter on a trip to Florida, I found that there were many bird feathers scattered all over the beach. With so many different seabirds and other land birds that reside in this region, I simply could not identify who's feather belonged to who? Each day there, I would sit down in the sand to do an hour study in watercolor on paper or in acrylic on canvas board. Below are a mix of photographs and six of my painting studies.
In this series of photographs, I am trying to keep my sidewalk and top left building lines from ending directly into each corner where I feel my eye travels off the frame on the left top and bottom. Because of this, I spend little time observing the distance and right side of walkway, loosing the overall landscape of the picture What I have here are four frames taken of the same view and below I have cropped each piece for a better composition.
Below are the four images which I have cropped in my attempt to get the best composition out of this group of pictures....please let me know what one of these you feel is the best composition.
Sometimes I come upon a structure or building that reminds me of a famous work of art, like this building I happened to walk past that reminded me of Edward Hopper's painting, Early Sunday Morning, 1930. It became clear to me that once on inspecting the original painting, my photograph captured a three story building and not a two....http://collection.whitney.org/object/46345
The difference between a winter white and a springtime white is that one I can observe for only a few minutes while the other I can sit in a warm sunny spot to admire.
While I love the snowy white of winter and spring, there is only a small window of opportunity to also enjoy the soft pale pinks on their showy limbs....
The air is full of moisture with temperatures not reaching above 50...but alas, the Magnolia buds are showing promise for a possible entry into one of my most recent painting compositions....
I feel as if my artwork gives the viewer an insight into my life's journey. This is most evident in a plein air painting, where I can reflect back to a time and location. My sketchbooks tell a different story of thoughts and ideas scribbled within my drawing and painting studies.