This is the painting I did live at the Burbank Cultural Arts Commission booth at the fair. It was a busy day – after I did most of the painting at noon, I returned to my car and took my paintings to the Burbank Art Association ‘booth’ at the mall to sell art. I sold three pieces this weekend. Thank you to all who gave me the opportunity to be there!
The weather is sunny and warm today, between rainy days, so come out and see the Art Festival today in Burbank, California!
The Burbank Art Association has art set up on a panels at the mall dining terrace, including my art. There will be face painting and music all day, too.
The next painting I did at Zuma Beach in California I used more saturated colors. It’s less realistic because it was foggy and grey out there, but I was having fun.
Painted today at Zuma Beach, California with the Weekend Warrior Painters. The fog was thick this morning and everything was grey. The first painting I did is more of a mono-color painting because it really is only grey and yellow.
I always feel that I am a traveller, going somewhere and to some destination. If I tell myself that the somewhere and the destination do not exist, that seems to me very likely and reasonable enough … So at the end of the course I shall find my mistake. Be it so. I shall find then that not only the Arts, but everything else as well, were only dreams, that one’s self was nothing at all.
Vincent Van Gogh Aug 6 1888
This is yet another update of my painting from last year’s Burbank Arts Festival. This version has much brighter colors and more defined shapes, such as I clarified that there is a booth to the left up the street.
Yesterday I was in “Beautiful Downtown Burbank” again painting. I’m not sure what exactly draws me to paint these city streets – is it the shapes of the buildings, the colors of the facades, the lines of the road and walkways, or all the above? This was painted in front of the “Urban Press Winery” looking across at the “Tender Greens” store. I have quite a collection of cityscapes, I imagine they would look good hanging in a local restaurant.
When I do a painting of a place, I get to know it’s intricacies. The angles of the land, colors, shadows, and textures are interpreted from my short term memory and on to the canvas. Sometimes afterward it seems my brain is not satisfied with my output. I have to scrawl it out on the page or be haunted by it like a ghost.
The buildings of the city glow brightly in the waning light. The road tears through the green countryside stained pink from the carnage. It’s a future filled with hope, ignorant of the Impending Doom.
Pen and highlighter drawing, scanned and digitally colored.
The Santa Monica Beach Pier was very crowded this Sunday – the result of a confluence of events: St. Patrick’s Day, Spring Break, mid 80s Fahrenheit inland, and the first weekend in a while it didn’t rain.
It didn’t stop me from getting in a quick Plein air painting of the beach crowds waiting for the sunset.