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This is How We Roll!

Posted in art, faith, inspiration, Meditation, mountains, Painting, PLEIN AIR PAINTING, seascapes with tags , , , , , , , , on September 21, 2018 by sebland

imageOur ages range from 59 to 80 (am I really the oldest?) and we are on our way. Casting doubts and fears aside, we have one goal: to have a good time. We had our mannies  and pedis (except for Drew), colored our hair,

 

grabbed our coffees and descended on Austin airport. Southwest Airlines took it all in stride, literally. We felt like royalty  as we passed through the gates headed for our first stop, Oakland. Looking out the windows I think of the Scripture verse that says we are made a little lower than the angels. I am always awed to be above the clouds, and the mountains below look like crinkled folds of cloth.

We try to determine: “Is this the Rio Grande” or “Are we over the Grand Canyon?” As artists we are already dreaming of that next painting and we wish someone could tell us what town lies thirty thousand feet below us.

 

We have time to grab some lunch before our flight to Portland, and arrive in time to pick up our vans to head on west to the coast.  We’re feeling mighty fine as we clear Portland’s traffic and drive past farms that look like picture puzzles. I wish we’d stopped for photos. The rolling hills, clouds falling below the mountains give us a preview of the week ahead. Stopping to shop for groceries and dinner, we explore Tillamook.

 

Too late to tour the factory, we settle for a delicious dinner before the final lap to Oceanside. Our oceanfront home, The Anemone House, is incredibly beautiful and roomy. To sleep with the window open to the roar of the ocean, we are in Paradise. image.jpeg

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Never Stop Dreaming!

Posted in art, faith, inspiration, Meditation, mountains, Painting, PLEIN AIR PAINTING, seascapes with tags , , , , , , , , on September 19, 2018 by sebland

imagePhoto courtesy of Fon Thayer-Ulrich

Earlier this year on my 80th birthday, a group of my friends surprised me with a fun-filled celebration of life. Known as THE ART CHIX and THE DUDES, our group is composed of amazingly creative people who paint, draw, sculpt, write and drink a little wine together now and then. We talked about how we had dreams of far away places and how we’d like to see some of those beautiful places together. When I went home I realized it was time to put those dreams into action.

I realized I would not always be able to go and do what I wanted, so I began to look into a trip with my friends to the Pacific Northwest. I’d visited Oregon several times and really wanted to share that beauty with my fellow artists. You need to realize I’m not terribly young nor am I agile. I have an 83 year old husband who needs lots of care and I almost believed my travel days were over. Just for fun I began to say – “what if?” Going on line, I started looking for lovely places on the coast that a group of us might rent. I began to ask my friends if they’d be interested, hoping one or two might travel with me, provided my best friend and husband were cared for. My beloved children stepped forward and said, “Do it, Mom! We’ll care for our Dad.” And so we began to dream it and then scheme it, which is my motto.

Before I knew it, eight artists committed to join me and our plans began to grow.

I won’t deny I had moments of doubt, but as the days flew by, the excitement began to grow. I really felt more and more confident that this might happen. For nine months we dreamed and schemed. We had planning parties, shared ideas and goals and wondered if this might really happen. I prayed for direction and was reassured by Proverbs 3:5-6:  “Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him,  and he will  make your paths straight.”

Tomorrow, the team begins to scheme….

In a Thumbnail

Posted in art, How to Paint, inspiration, Meditation, mountains, Painting, PLEIN AIR PAINTING, Watercolors on April 11, 2018 by sebland

image.jpegIn preparing for today’s class, I was pondering over the fact that some of us were having trouble with our plein aire paintings. Searching the Internet soon revealed I’d been leaving out one very critical piece of advice. Every workshop teacher I’ve ever had has begun each session with a thumbnail sketch – sometimes more than one. image.jpegLazy and eager to get into the fun part of putting paint to the canvas, I had let slip this most important step. It was an “aha” moment. For those viewers who are raising a questioning eyebrow, a thumbnail sketch is a small study, usually about two inches square. The artist can draw a quick outline in pen or pencil, indicating what’s important in the piece, where it will fit in the picture, and indicating where the light, medium and dark values are. Sort of a roadmap or recipe to help guide one through the painting.  I like to think my time of meditation and prayer every morning is my thumbnail sketch. I look at the overall picture of my day, try to decide what is important and where my values should be, what is light, what is dark, where are the gray areas? If I spend a little time with my thumbnail , I’m likely to paint a better picture of my day. I definitely need to practice this before I begin every painting. Maybe I’ll be a little more diligent before rushing into my day, to get the values right.

I Will Lift Up Mine Eyes

Posted in art, inspiration, mountains, Painting, Watercolors with tags , , , , , , on November 22, 2017 by sebland

imageI am noticing as I grow older that I’m not as strong as I once was. It takes me twice as long to do half as much as I once did. I have to ask for a bit of help now and then, and that rankles me. Little chores seem to take more energy, and for the first time in my life, I’m feeling limited at times in activities I once enjoyed.

This is not a comfortable place to be! I wake in the morning planning to do many things quickly and efficiently, and my body laughs and says: “How’s that working out for you?” I’m fairly sure I am not and won’t ever age gracefully. What I have come to understand, though, is that’s okay.

in the circle of life, we are born needing help, to learn to walk, to feed and dress ourselves, and as the years go by we find that once again we may need help. So I lean heavily on Psalm 121: “I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills. From where doth my help come? My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.”

i hope you find help when you need it, and that you learn to accept it, with gratitude.

That Perfect Moment

Posted in art, How to Paint, inspiration, mountains, Pastels, Uncategorized with tags , , , on November 16, 2017 by sebland

imageI have an artist friend who comes to visit not nearly often enough. Months, even years go by between our get togethers, but when she comes we immediately fall into a pattern of sharing ideas, supplies, techniques and interests. It’s as though we lived next door to each other. Today we sat down together, delighted with our ideas and chose pastels to play with. She shares my love for the Oregon coastline. Having been there in July, she invited me to paint from her photograph . It was a perfect  moment, just  before dark, when the moon was already up, smiling down on the sunset glow.  Not only did she capture a moment in time, I realized  our painting together was also perfect. Don’t forget to treasure those moments with your friends also.  This little painting is available at http://www.dailypaintworks.com/buy/auction/773548

The Journeys We’ll Never Lose

Posted in Acrylics, art, inspiration, mountains, Painting with tags , , , , , , on November 4, 2017 by sebland

imageTo my dismay traveling is becoming more challenging with every birthday. Father Time has a way of reminding you that long journeys, if not impossible, are definitely more challenging. For many years, my lifelong partner and I would gather up the kids, pack a ton of snacks and head out in the camper at daybreak, enjoying long hours on the highways and byways and spending happy times in parks and campgrounds, waking to the smell of woodsmoke and bacon, swimming in creeks and lakes, making memories. When we retired, I packed my paints, many treats (because what you consume on a trip doesn’t count), and went West, Northwest, South and Southwest, Alaska, Sedona, Florida, Maine, and as many places in between as we could afford. I am so glad we did. When Uncle Arthritis comes to live with you, long hours on the road are simply not as much fun. I write this not to complain, but to encourage you to go now, as you are able. If you have always dreamed of seeing Alaska or the Southwest or any other part of our beautiful world, go! Go now and make those memories because when you no longer feel like making that long trip, your journey will live on in your memory. So many times when we’re sitting on our deck sipping a glass of wine, Dear One will say: “Do you remember that snowy night in Tennessee?” or “That sunset  in Oregon was pretty special , huh.” We live in an amazingly beautiful world. Turn off those electronics, get out and see those sights. They’ll be with you always! This painting is no longer available, but I hope you enjoy it and my memory.

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