Category: Goldwell Open Air Museum

  • Bits and Bytes: Day 33, Dec. 3, 09

    Yesterday, I took the day off and was playing at painting the Beatty Community Center when the silver Honda pulled up with David Lancaster and all his photo equipment. So I got to exploit the photographer. Actually he had set up and done some phtography before he found me, but at the Barn, after some…

  • “Finished” Done, Complete, Replete, the End: Nov 30, 2009

    I have declared the big linen panorama “finished.” Note the quotes. I almost never finish a work until it has sat and thought for a while. And until I have sat and looked for a while. However, we will hold an Open Studio next Saturday, pack up the Studio Sunday, pack up the house after…

  • 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…

  • 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.…

  • Half Way There: Day 20, Nov 20, 2009

    And it feels just fine. I had a short day, thinking I might catch a bit of plein air work, but by the time Jer showed up, it was blowing too hard. So, wind wimp that I am, I came back to Beatty and played with a painting in the foyer of the house (the…

  • Visitors: Day 7, Nov. 7, 2009

    More visitors today, all welcome. First I went for a long walk north of the Barn, delighting in the scenery, the foliage, the rocks, and the human artifacts. Then, after returning, and working a bit,  John Donahoe and his grayhound (whose name I keep forgetting) showed up for more advice about painting his screen door…

  • With a Little Help from my Friends: Day 6, Nov. 6,2009

    What a pleasure it is to return to a place where people know you and your habits and your needs. Suzie and Riley McCoy, caretakers at the Museum a half mile up the road, dropped by to check on me and to see if I had the other end of their walkie-talkie. Until we find…

  • Every Long Journey (and Big Canvas)

    begins with a first step: That white line on the set of canvases? It’s the “horizon” — of the basin, not of the ranges that bound it NW and SE, nor of the far distant ones that seem to bound the far southern end of the Amargosa. But sorting out the boundary of the basin…

  • Take Brush, Put to Canvas: Day 4, Nov. 4, 2009

    I went altogether too long without painting. Sketching doesn’t substitute. Thinking isn’t adequate. Looking at scenery only makes one’s fingers twitch. So today I painted. Not well, not finished, but I got that brush in hand: First I did an acrylic-painted sketch on some sketching paper I taped together (Note to self — there is…

  • Orientation: Day 1, Nov.1, 2009

    Yi-Fu Tuan, in Space and Place: The Perspective of Experience says: It is not possible to look at a scene in general; our eyes keep searching for points of rest. p. 161 If time is conceived of as flow or movement, the place is pause. p 198 Distance is a meaningless spatial concept apart from…