Saturday, February 4, 2012

Painting While Driving

Drawing and painting landscapes in a moving car is a challenge and quite fun. 

Snow,Rocks & Trees Watercolor Sketchbook
The view is right there in front of you for a few seconds then... zip its gone !

When I drove from the Maine coast into the White mountains of New Hampshire the other day I encountered a variety of weather along the way. It was raining along the seacoast. I settled into the passenger seat and organized my materials.

My carefully chosen weapons for the battle... an ink pen, mechanical pencil and 98 pound multimedia sketchbook paper.

Sturdy Pines Watercolor Sketchbook

I have a method for sketching from a moving vehicle. I stare hard at the subject, remember what I saw and sketch very fast. Its an excellent memory exercise.


I placed my sketchbook on my lap, unpacked my small watercolor set and my lightning-fast Niji water brush. This water brush is the best thing for fast painting in tight quarters. 

Snowy fields Watercolor Sketchbook
It helps when you need to mix colors rapidly. You just squeeze water through the brush tip to clean it. You don't need a jar of water handy to clean the brush, which could be a problem in a bumpy car ride on uneven road surfaces.

The weather was fierce. It rained, sleeted and ice froze across the windshield as we drove north. The heat turned up high melted the ice off the windshield. The higher we climbed into the mountains of New Hampshire the colder and icier it got.

Boreal Forest Watercolor Sketchbook
When we crossed the high ridge of mountains in the middle of the state and started driving down into the valley toward Vermont and the Connecticut River the freezing rain turned to rain.

It was 10 degrees warmer in the river valley.

The White River Watercolor Sketchbook
The White River meets the Connecticut River at White River Junction, Vermont. After the big floods Vermont had last August the White River has a number of sand bars and a newly shaped river bed.

Road into the Mountains Watercolor Sketchbook

The precipitation stopped completely in Vermont. Low clouds were tearing across the mountain tops and sky holes made it brighter. 

It was easy to sketch the view. I just kept looking and moving my hand at the same time. Painting in colors was more difficult. I could only get one good look at the colors of a specific location, then in seconds it was gone.


Snowy Rocks and Pines Watercolor Sketchbook
There was more snow in Vermont than any where else we drove through, especially on the high ridges.

It was a blue, violet and slate gray day. The trees were dark mauve and deep blue against the distant snow fields.

Whaleback Mountain Watercolor Sketchbook
Everything was looking very dramatic.

 
The dark bottomed clouds and dark trees made the snow look whiter than ever. The snow covered ground was the brightest spot in the landscape.

The Tree line Watercolor Sketchbook
Winter is the best time to paint out doors. The contrast and shapes are wonderful!

Each open area that was edged with trees has a different look and feeling.

Snowy Ledges Watercolor Sketchbook
A mundane location that you would never look at in the summertime all of the sudden has dramatic shapes and colors. 

Farms & Snow Fields Watercolor Sketchbook
In hilly and mountainous areas the white snow covered fields created a patchwork of pines and hardwoods.

In this winter wonderland a simple red brick building became a warm spot of color in the cool white and blue landscape.

Road on the Ridge Watercolor Sketchbook
As the afternoon moved toward sunset the dark violet blue mountains were a deep cool contrast against the nearby green pine forest.

It reminded me that it doesn't have to be a sunny day to be beautiful. 

The Connecticut River at Hanover Watercolor Sketchbook
Days like this have a peaceful quiet mood and subtle rich colors that are very satisfying to see. 

Monday, January 2, 2012

Winter Hike to Orris Falls

Orris Falls is a beautiful waterfall in a wooded hilly area near Mount Agamenticus in York, Maine.

This waterfall is on land that is part of a collection of land trusts.   
Field Sketch Orris Falls watercolor 6x8

It is an easy hike through the woods to reach the falls.

The path is an old road that passes through wet lowlands with winding brooks and thickets of pines.

 As you get closer to the falls the path climbs higher and higher.  Soon you are walking on the crest of a tall ridge.

At the very top of the ridge are two ponds. Beavers created the large ice-covered pond... 

...which flows into a smaller ice-rimmed pool of faster moving water...  

...that spills into a small creek...
Field Sketch Orris Falls watercolor 3x3

...that carves a path through the trees ...

...splashing and foaming around rocks... 
Field Sketch Orris Falls watercolor 4x4

...making collars of ice on boulders and along the edges of the stream.
Field Sketch Orris Creek watercolor 6x8


It gathers speed as it rushes down the hillside in between large granite ledges.

The sides of the ravine are steep.
Field Sketch Orris Falls Ravine watercolor 4x5


 Over the years many trees had toppled down into this narrow valley.

Some were old and rotting; others looked like they were up rooted in a recent storm.
Field Sketch Orris Falls Ravine watercolor 4x6

I scouted for painting locations on a high trail as Marcus climbed down into the bottom of the ravine.

He found a perfect spot for me to sketch down near the edge of the falls... 

...on a narrow ledge below the top of the rushing cascade.

I sketched the water as it surged down from above me.

It streamed down forming interesting ice formations on the mossy granite outcroppings.
Field Sketch Orris Falls Ravine watercolor 7x9

I sat very still sketching. The hillside was sharply angled and covered with slippery leaves. 

The rock ledge I was sitting on hung out over the falling water.

It is the only level spot on the falls. Beside me the land falls abruptly down to the bottom of the falls. 

The water roared by with a crashing sound. 
Field Sketch Orris Falls watercolor 6x6


I'll definitely return to this location with my oils paints to do some plein air paintings. 




Friday, December 23, 2011

Friendship, Maine in December

It was a cold and gray Monday morning, a chilly 14 degrees as we headed up the coast of Maine.

When we arrived in Camden there was ice on the harbor and the schooners were wearing their winter coats. 

In the summer you can't see the water in Camden harbor because it's so full of pleasure boats...not true in winter.

The docks were quiet and the sky, land and water colors were muted and silvery.

I stopped by Camden Falls Gallery for a visit.  My paintings will be shown there this summer. Its namesake is a crashing waterfall at the head of this picturesque harbor.  

On our way down the peninsula to Friendship, Maine the road twisted and turned as we passed farms and rolling fields covered with fresh snow.  

In Cushing, Maine I spotted this incredible old farm. It looked like no one had touched it since the 1950's. It is in the neighborhood of the famous Olsen farm from Andrew Wyeth's "Christina's World."

Even on a gray winter day there is nothing as beautiful as a midcoast Maine pennisula.

Friendship has a great harbor with lots of large and small islands. 

All along the edge of the harbor are docks and buildings for lobstering.

A change was coming in the weather. After an overnight snow storm and frigid morning, a warm wind started blowing off the water. 

The bright colored lobster traps glowed in the muted light.  

I walked around sketching different views.

Whitecaps appeared in the harbor. The wind really started gusting.

I knew I couldn't set up on the docks to paint. 

The dock community in Friendship is amazing. There are all kinds of buildings on the docks out over the water.  

I parked my car near the town landing. I found a perfect spot to set up my easel out of the wind.  

Some of the fishing shacks on the docks are brand new and well kept. 

I did several sketches from the view in front of me . 

I wanted to paint the soft colors of the small islands in the harbor.

The clouds were breaking up and the sky was getting brighter.

I kept it small and simple.

There were stacks of traps everywhere with their colorful floats tied up in bunches near them.

The floats were very interesting to look at. Their colors were eye popping...

...compared to the muted blues and grays of their surroundings.

To my eyes It felt like their colors were lit up from within especially after looking at all the subtle grays of the landscape.

Even the traps which are very colorful, looked slightly grayed next to the psychedelic float colors.

The afternoon started getting brighter with spots of blue sky holes in the clouds.

The wind was still totally wild. But I didn't care.

It was warming up. I kept painting.

There are many scenes waiting to be painted in this neighborhood. 

 A fishing shack had rows of floats hanging from the ceiling.

The docks reach out into the harbor one after the other all the way down the point. 

It looked warm and cozy inside the small lit buildings. 

Some of the shacks were heated like little houses.

Others were simpler, more like storage sheds.

It really feels like a little fishing village out there, though no one lives on the docks.

The sun set just after four.  The best and brightest light of the day came right before twilight.

As we left Friendship the Christmas lights were coming on in the village.

Someone had taken two of their boats out of the water, parked them next to their house...

...and dressed them in holiday finery !
It's time to celebrate Christmas in Friendship, Maine.