Sunday, September 26, 2010

El Matador photos - art at high tide.

It totally looks like I'm painting waves here.
Ordinarily, I face my subject, but the sun would've been all over me, so I angled my canvas away from it. I see from this photo though that my palette was still in sunlight though. Rats.


You can see the size of my painting. I'd love to work bigger, but it's not convenient to carry. Also, below you can see that I haven't figured out a way to get a bigger palette, so I can't mix any more more paint than what you see.
While the tide is nice and cool on my feet, it starts to carry away my water bucket and my easel starts to sink. Notice that my legs are getting further and further apart so I can stay level with my canvas.
Hi guys, I didn't mention in my previous entry, but when we were at El Matador, there were at least two other groups of landscape painters there. A couple of artists were nice enough to take some photos of me trying to work as the tide was getting closer and closer. Thanks Maya!

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Tahoe majesty from the summit.

You can see the burn line from the Tahoe fire about five-ish years back. My cousin said after that is when they started putting fire hydrants along all the streets. You'll driving along a back road lined with trees and all of the sudden there's a red hydrant .

I lied in the previous post. That in the background is the real summit. My cousin says there's a flag up there so you know you're at the top. It's probably surrounded by dead hikers.

Reminds me of one of Friedrich's blasted trees.

Tahoe trail photos continued.

The summit.
So many awesome tree portrait possibilities. It would have been a great painting experience, minus the bush-wacking trailblazing my cousin and I did getting to the top.


A lonely rock.

Lake Tahoe vacation pictures.



A speed boat constantly drives up and down the lake ferrying people from the parking lot to the lake houses.

I went to Lake Tahoe to do some hiking and landscape paintings (see http://tonyweinstock.blogspot.com/2010/09/tahoe-paintingssept-01-to-sept-12-2010.html and earlier), but this was from the hiking-only part of my stay.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

09_19_10 at El Matador

Here's a photo of the real thing, taken by another artist enjoying the location. Thanks Maya!

El Matador, I have returned.
And I brought my oils.
This was my first outing with the landscape painting group, "The Sunday Painting Posse."

Monday, September 13, 2010

Tahoe Paintings_Sept 01 to Sept 12, 2010

With a little time left in the day, I drove into the Nevada side of Tahoe to Spooner Lake. Freezing weather, but awesome scenery. Still victim to fast moving clouds and changing sunlight though.
Refreshed by a good night's rest, I painted this at Bijou Park. Awesome clouds that day, but they were moving so fast that it was difficult to paint a consistent lighting condition.

Part 2 of best worst day ever. Frustrated by my earlier difficulties, I decided to do one more before I hiked up from Emerald Bay. Of course one huge blast of wind hit right before I finished, spraying the panel with sand. You can see the one stroke's worth of blank canvas at the bottom. I took that as a sign, picked up my stuff, packed up my painting, and left.

Part of my best worst day ever. I hiked to the bottom of Emerald Bay and broke out one of my best paintings ever. Unfortunately, there are tremendous lake effects in Tahoe, and just as I was finishing, a huge gust of wind blew up and managed to slide the painting sideways out of my easel in face first into the sand. I scraped most of the sand off and repainted some, but it still came out a little dirty.
A quick painting at my cousin's house in Tahoe. I don't often do afternoon paintings, but I didn't arrive 'til late. The sunlight seems to change much quicker as it's setting.

Morgan Hill

Oil painting off Olive Ave in Morgan Hill.

09_01_10 Driving up the 101



On my way up the 101, I stopped off in Paso Robles and to do another gouache painting before the sun went down.


Gouache sketch at Nojoqui Park near Solvang. The flies were going nuts around me and I had to leave after about 15 minutes. Beautiful trail though.