Worked on this painting, based on a photo from New Zealand. First pass was ok, then too wet to continue working. Tonight I focused on correcting the colors by glazing on the hills and adding shadows and close texture. Hanging it up on the wall last night, I thought it looked pretty good and I can imagine seeing the gorse sprinkled hills again.
Then I started a new painting. I’d done a small sketch at the nearby pond yesterday and it had some good points and some meh-points. It’s 5.5x 8.5″ so not very big. I was working against the weather, trying to get it done before the rain.
Last night I started a new painting, trying to pay attention to the mush of trees and brush in the scene, trying to get the highlights and dark areas started. will go back and add more.
Got home the morning of Friday, after a long flight from NZ (and a short one to Auckland) and a long wait in LA (where I was glad it wasn’t the inner circle of hell as it was two years ago), a long red-eye to Philly and a short hop to Albany. There was only a little dozing during any of that. While I was not-sleeping, I was listening to Lincoln in the Bardo as an audiobook. Whoa.
I tried to stay awake because I had to sleep Friday night – because I had to go to work the next day. I dozed for about an hour on Mom’s couch and managed to roll over my glasses, squashing and breaking them. Now that’s a pronblem because I need them to drive and to work. I drive out to the place where I got them and miraculously they had the same frames and were able to pop my lenses into them.
That night I slept pretty good after dinner with mom and packing up the cats.
First day back at work… well.
Saturday night. No sleep at all until just before I would normally get up. Booooo! So I was pretty zombified the whole of Sunday. Nothing could have kept me from sleeping last night.
Woke up this morning when the alarm went off and was granted 45 minutes back in bed because some kitten – yes say it with me – SOME KITTEN – had reset the clock, probably by walking over it. Thankfully ahead not back.
Hopefully the worst is past on all that LOL. All that: worth every single minute of that whole trip. Tomorrow morning the kittens are going to the vets for the first time. All together now – awwww!
A good memory is one trained to forget the trivial. — Clifton Fadiman
I’m uploading photos and such while sitting in LAX airport – what better way to spend a long layover than enjoying the photos of your trip?
Our last day, Marge and I took a walk down to the beach. Started down the Goat Track and got a little whiff os something. Something’s dead, commented Marge. Sure were! All those gazillion velellas that had come to Wellington area beaches to no good end.
Besides the interesting houses and plants, there were views of the escarpment trail we took previously.
More photos starting here: (expect a little date order confusion as I moved just a few time zones!)
I have zipped my suitcase shut. Thus endeth my labors for this morning.
This guy did not help me, lol.
Uploaded some of the garden photos from Maple Glen Garden. They start here:
Sunset photos from tonight’s dinner at the Fisherman’s Table: