As promised, here is the final painting. The barn and windmill are from our homestead in Schulenburg, Texas. This kind of minimalist look is a definite departure for me; however, I am pleased with the results.
I am still toying with the name. The working title, "The Prairie Sky" is from the song, "Deep in the Heart of Texas":
The prairie sky is wide and high
Deep in the heart of Texas
I've lived in this state for ten years and still don't know all the words (I am shocked that I haven't been sent packing!), yet that phrase keeps popping in my head when I look at this painting.
Any other name ideas? This isn't set in stone yet! Let me know. If I choose yours, I'll send an 8x8 print to you as a small token of appreciation.
I need to obtain a better photograph before providing purchase information (and will do another post on this blog at that time). Please let me know if you would like to receive details as they become available later this week. Thanks!
As I began blending the white paint into the other colors, I completely changed my subject matter for this artwork. In fact, I was so pleased with the result that I continued to paint and have completed the piece! The unveiling will occur this weekend. See you then!
Obviously, I paint for a living. Unfortunately, some paintings don't find homes as soon as they become available. Thus, I must "store" them on the walls of my home until they rotate into a gallery or are purchased online.
In the previous post, my canvas consisted of a variety of blues. Since this painting may need to reside in my greenfamily room (over the couch) for awhile, I decided to tone down the vibrancy of the colors. Splashes of white were added (see above) and will be blended in the next step (and the next post). 'Til tomorrow....
I didn't procrastinate long. I had leftover blue paints from my recent oyster on the half shell, so I put them to use. I'm still working out a design in my head, but this is a start. (Note: Today's "helper" is Molly.)
I had the pleasure of returning to New Orleans during the recent Christmas holidays. Every day, I had at least one meal consisting of fresh Gulf oysters. This fine specimen is just one of the many juicy ones I devoured. (Slurp, slurp.)