Category: Beatty Nevada

  • Unoriented: Day 29, Nov. 29, 2009

    I told Jer this morning that I should be able to “finish” these canvases in another two days. Tonight I’m not so sure. But I’m not going to show any more photos of them until I’m fairly confident that I’ve done as much as I can see to do. The panorama set does have a…

  • It Was A Dark and Stormy Day: Day 28, Nov 28, 2009

    Well, it wasn’t exactly dark — just amazingly, wondrously, hideously, wildly stormy. I’d add more adjectives, but Jer won’t let me. It was also teeth chattering cold, but I couldn’t resist having the big barn doors open to watch the sky and desert as the storms came and went. I was at the Barn at…

  • Turkey Days: Day 26 & 27, Nov. 26 & 27, 2009

    After 25 days of intense daily painting, I took two days off — for the feting and the feasting provided by Suzanne and Charles Hackett-Morgan, Goldwell Board Directors, and Suzy and Riley McCoy, Goldwell volunteers. Sammie, the eight year old, came along with Suzanne and Charles, and provided us all with joyful, well-mannered kidling times.…

  • No Desert: Day 25, Nov 25, 2009

    No desert painting today. I stayed in Beatty, fooled around  at the House this morning, and painted in town this afternoon. I haven’t any photos of the paintings, but I must report that it was something like 70 degrees and (what else) sunny, today. Even the wind cooperated (which means the sun and wind allowed…

  • Short Day with Evaluation: Day 24, Nov. 24, 2009

    I got up slowly and moved slowly and sipped my coffee slowly, and did desultory emails but finally, slowly, went off to the studio about 10:30 AM. I thought, since it was already too late to do anything serious, that I would try setting up the internet connection at the Red Barn. Jer and I…

  • Another Direction: Day 23, Nov. 23, 2009

    Where do I start? One day is much like another, only different, and each day seems to bring new revelations. At least each does when I’m paying attention. This morning, I worked over that central panel, again. I realized that, as it was painted, it looked as if a gap existed between the mountains —…

  • Working the Center: Day 22, Nov 22, 2009

    A shortish day today. Lots of visitors, including old friends Fred and Betty, from last February, when they kept an eye on me from  Rhyolite, where they were caretakers. It was good to see them again; we spent a  couple hours just catching up. It was Fred and Betty with whom we traveled down Titus…

  • Nada: Day 18, Nov 18, 2009

    I took the day off. Spent all morning futzing around on the computer, answering emails, cleaning up files, labeling images. And the afternoon, after the furnace guy left telling us not to burn the house down (and not fixing the furnace neither), I went off to the town library, a hexagonally shaped creature, and painted…

  • Raising the levels: Day 16, Nov.16, 2009

    It’s no wonder painters are thought to be a bit mad. This is an up-and-down business. Last night, after looking at the masonite panel photos on the web, I went into despair. I had done them under a window on a white table. They were without glare, but definitely garish. I woke up thinking dark…

  • Trauma du jour, averted. Day 13, Nov 13, 2009

    Friday the 13th. Which I’ve always, contrariwise, maintained was a good luck day for me. And it was, as my lost Fed Ex package, for which I paid 4 times the actual cost to have two-day shipping and which I desperately needed to get on with painting, was found at the Beatty Merc, having been…