Yosemite Memory

Yosemite Memory

30 X 40   Oil  – SOLD

Price: $4.25

In a place where dreams live, there are waterfalls in the recesses of our mind ideas like water flow……

 

Living in the foothills of the Sierras is a (no pun intended) golden opportunity to be in touch with nature.  I came late to a love of nature having been a city person all of my life – until we moved here 12 years ago.  Now, I love nature  and well executed realistic landscapes.  But, I’m not the kind that will sit for hours with mosquitoes and blazing sun.  also, there are many who paint them beautifully.  I prefer to exaggerate what I see; or to minimize.  For instance I will often paint in the sunset vertically instead of horizontally.  Why I have often been asked.  It just seems to me to be a more fun and speedy way to get to the outer ranges of the cosmos that way.  I want the colors to be vertical so I paint them that way.  Maybe it’s my childhood training with the bible, I want to fast track to heaven.

I live in Yosemite’s backyard, consequently my husband and I often go there just for the day, to picnic, sketch, take photographs or bring whatever grandchild we can capture for the day.  Since I’m primarily a studio painter, I bring home my impressions and photos and then go to paint.  Not striving for realism, although that often does happen.  I am looking for the feeling I experienced and I try to express that.

I have done many paintings of this area, but the paintings I love most are the more abstracted from memory.  I love to re-capture the feeling with just a hint of what it actually is.  I am utterly fascinated by the water falling in Yosemite.  A trickle turning into a torrent, is fascinating to watch.  The colors and shapes of the waterfall are ever changing while remaining steady.  That is hypnotizing and meditative to me.

I will probably never complete this series but will continue to bring them forth on canvas or paper, when the mood strikes.  Since I have sold many of these, I can only assume others like them as well.

 

Vanishing Turtle

VanishingTurtle (2)

Why Vanishing?    After existing for over 100 million years as a species their struggle to survive is heroic.  Loss of the grasses they eat, destruction of their breeding grounds, folks hunting their eggs and harvesting their flesh are just some of the causes of endangerment. Although many individual and environmental groups are working to find sustainable solutions to stop their demise, the magnificent Sea Turtles mere existence is in serious peril.   I attempted to artistically and imaginatively demonstrate their protective camouflage coloring.  My wish is to call attention to this issue and hopefully lift awareness.

“Vanishing Turtle”.  Watercolor.

“Vanishing Turtle”.  Note cards      

Price: $4.25

 

Pura Vida

Pura Vida

Although this painting has a Spanish name it is from a small waterfall somewhere near Sonora Pass. A seasonal creek during one of California’s wet winters. It’s amazing to me to see how rich and diverse the color of water can be. Most of my California Landscapes are started outside and finished in my studio so I push the color until I recapture the feeling I originally had when I chose to begin the painting. When I get that “yes” feeling I know  the painting is finished.

“Pura Vida”. Watercolor, 30” x 21”

Red River – SOLD –

Red River

I love waterfalls and California is rich and full of them. When it has been a truly wet winter the red dirt seems to come alive in them. The colors in the streams become surreal.

I entered this in the acclaimed Ironstone Art Show in Calaveras County. I’m honored to say Judge Phillip Lenhares, Curator of the Oakland Museum loved it and awarded it at that show. I was thrilled when he told me, “your art gives me a sense of the immediate, a sense of place and a sense of being in the now, keep painting”.

Awarded at Ironstone Art Show.

“Red River”. Watercolor Sold

“Red River”. Giclée print $275.00
“Red River”. Note cards $3.50 ea.

 

Autumn Mist

Autumn Mist

Somewhere near Mount Lasson, on Deer Creek I think, there is spot I remember that is so beautiful it takes your breath away. But when the mists start rising on an autumn morning it evokes the feeling of mystical, magical adventures. I have that memory in my mind and perhaps that is the only place it exits.

“Autumn Mist”. Oil, 30″ x 24″

Ansel Adams Wilderness

Ansel Adams Wilderness

Near Yosemite tucked behind June lake is an area called Ansel Adams Wilderness. While not a great hiker I did a day hike through this magnificent country and still paint from many of the photos. I visited it late September I believe. The beauty and the quiet is exhilarating.

“Ansel Adams Wilderness”. Oil, 16″ x 20″ Sold

“Ansel Adams Wilderness”. Note cards $3.50 ea.

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Source

The abstracts I paint, represent for me, the edge of chaos. I sincerely believe we live in trans-formative times. Perhaps humankind has always felt this way. But it does seem that changes are occurring faster and faster every day. That what we thought yesterday doesn’t necessarily hold true for today. For me colors play a role in that. Orange is dynamic and risky while turquoise is tranquil and evokes a sereneness. Juxtaposing these two colors together on paper led me to paint this. I felt spiritually at peace while painting, and so I called it Source.

 

Source

22 x 30  Watercolor

Aspen Riot

Aspen Riot

The development of this painting was fun and unusual. I was painting Aspens from memory when an Artist Friend Dianne Shannon came to my studio to visit. She said, “Wow, that looks like one of my photographs”. since I was struggling with the right memory I used her photo for my source. Of course with Dianne’s permission. It’s not exactly like the photo but so much fun to abstract this out of the photo. Makes me want to go back to Yosemite in the Autumn and paint outdoors.

“Aspen Riot” 18″ x 24″ Watercolor on Canvas unframed.

Sunday Drive

sunday drive

 

If you’ve ever been a passenger in a car driving the back-roads of the gold country, you know this feeling. The terrain seems to be rushing by and one golden rolling hill merges into the next. The terrain mimics the clouds and the clouds returning the favor. With that much beauty it feels as if the path to heaven is straight up.

“Sunday Drive”. Oil, 30″ x 40″