The Voyager, 9x12, Oil.
As I painted the Port of Pensacola, an army of pelicans stood guard. They ruled the air-space and occasionally exerted dominance over the fish of the sea.
This winter has provided practice for gray-day painting. In a moisture-filled atmosphere, with light bouncing around from all the water particles, skies are a lighter value than on a blue sky day. Trying to retain that feeling, I started with a pale warm wash on the sky. A fellow commented, "she must be remembering what a sunny sky looks like". Out in full force were also- "snowbirds", retired couples who travel south for winter. So not only did I get to enjoy a great seafood lunch here at Joe Patti's, but I got to chat with others who had come from far and near to do the same.
2 comments:
Wow!! What a wonderful day it turned out for you!! This painting is beautiful...you cropped it perfectly and those photos are fantastic!! Thank you for sharing!!
Nice to hear your comments. Thanks!
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