MOPS at Haysden Water

A Bridge to Far… Our last MOPS outing

Haysden Water

Dogs always have to jump in the water… do they care if you are painting?

The Arch and Two dogs

Lullingstone Park

It was so hot when we arrived to Lullingstone Park and the only place we could sit and paint was under the trees. I was still amazed to find how red was my face when I look in the mirror when I returned home that afternoon. But that longs gone and instead the rain we very much love, return to remind us that it is not up to us… so I had to change the sky in-case you get confuse…

Lullingstone park

Lullingstone Park

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Croc in the making

We learn in our evening class from Karen Birt our teacher which is a great artist herself, about Cartoons, the subject was wild life. It is adaptation of a traditional technique for transferring a line drawing to a support. Used by masters like Chardin and George Stubbs for the animals. You simply make small holes with a needle on the main lines which give you accurate shapes you transfer it with charcoal and later paint it up. This one is an oil paintings.

Croc

the final and don’t say I did not warned you.. he is watching you every where you go… so make sure you run.

Crocy

TWGC sketches

Before making the oil paintings of my golf club I played with the idea in small sketches which i found very helpful before committing to paint my final paintings.

The first concept

Walking from the first to the left we get our fifth tee and when you hit the ball you have to go over a small pond, it is out of bound and in the winter a long hit to the wind… Many get the ball wet here. When you walk down near the water in spring or later in the summer, I feel I should one day paint this beautiful place… When you look across you normally can see the people images walking along on the water on the other side and in a good day even the house further away from our 8th hole.  In season you can meet there some ducks and many little ducklings learning to swim after surviving the foxes the night before… It is amazing sanctuary for small wild life which I love.

Palette Knife return

I just returned from a superb painting holiday in France which I’ll soon write about. I missed you all..

The name of this post sound like a horror movie name.. Mind you it is only our action in Oil evening class. Yet again we had to paint with no brushes and the palette knife turn to be my friend. Karen said that the finish paintings remind her Paul Cézanne… I was not so sure it was but took the great compliment. Enjoy.

Two Ladies