It is always a pleasure to walk the path at Knickercane Island. Feeling the serenity, smelling the woods, enjoying the colours and painting the memories. Doing a thumbnail and sketch was the beginning of a challenging painting for me. It was so rewarding.
When folks walk along the Shore Road on any given day they see the lovely gardens that are planted for everyone to enjoy. A labor of love for sure.
This is a vista from the Railway Village looking south. It was fun to paint the reflections in the water. The Village is a wonderful place for plein air painting. So much to paint! Trains, fire engine, Dingley's store, the old town hall, old cars and much much more.
Sometimes the light in the early morning is exciting. Sharp contrasts occur, colors in shadows seem alive and the whole world looks fresh and clean. This was one of those mornings at Boothbay Shores. I could see all the way to Christmas Cove in Damariscsotta. Exhilarating.
Even when there is a storm brewing Ocean Point has a magic about it. This was one of those days. It was chilly and windy and the storm had not yet become full blown. I did not stay very long after this. When I came home I put it in my "to finish" pile. There it sat for a few years. In January I took it out, studied it for a few days until it told me what it needed. Here is the result. When people ask "How long does it take you to do a painting?" It is hard to answer. Now you know why. It is finished when it wants to be.
I am so fortunate to have such loving neighbors. A little blue bottle with some wild mustard flowers from their yard was a special token given to me. It is the small things in life that count so much. How could I not paint it!
Whenever I go out I most always drive home by way of Shore Road, Ocean Point. It is so fulfilling for me even on Fall overcast days. I hope I captured this feeling in paint.
When a dear friend came for lunch she brought me a little vase with some Bachelor Buttons and a Dandelion in it from her garden. I was so touched. They were so pretty I just had to paint them.
Every once in a while there comes a perfect day when you feel your painting is painting itself . This was one of those days. Of course it helped that Grimes Cove is my favourite place to paint.
Hendricks Head is another favourite place to paint. The tide creates lovely patterns of seaweed and the colours are so varied and unusual. It was cold this day in May so I painted fast and came home to "tweak" the painting in my studio. Ahh the joys of plein air painting.
