Sunday, April 28, 2013

Oil Paintings in Grey, "Mountain Fog," "Woodland Mist," "Prayers in Grey," and little "Mountain Fog"

30x30, Oil on Canvas, "Mountain Fog"
 
 
6x6, Oil on Canvas, "Woodland Mist"
 
 
6x6, Oil on Canvas, "Prayers in Grey"
 
 
6x6, Oil on Canvas, "Mountain Fog"
 
 
After a long week I was able to get some of the grey paintings done.  I had a lot of fun just going through each one.  Some of them seem sort of sad like, "Prayers in Grey" but it just reminds me how sometimes we feel so dry and in need of God's grace.  I liked the image of this bare tree getting rained down upon.  I was also able to go back and redo a large painting, "Mountain Fog."  I used the scumbing method (light washes of white over the entire painting) to give it a distant feel as if the trees are shrouded in mist.  I like the quietness that I felt with it. 
 


Thursday, April 18, 2013

"The Pedernal" Oil Painting Triptych

4x36 Oil Triptych on Canvas

The Pedernal is famous because of Georgia O'Keeffe.  She built her house to look at what she called, "her mountain."  Probably New Mexico's most famous painter and my favorite artist.

Kendrick and I had a chance to hike through Ghost Ranch that overlooks the Pedernal.  The day I looked out at it I felt this cool purple and blue strike me with such a force of color.  I had always thought that O'Keeffe had exaggerated the colors but in fact they are that blue and that purple.  New Mexico quiets me down into my bones.  I find myself spilled out on the landscape.

At the end of her life Juan Hamilton hiked to the top of the Pedernal and sprinkled her ashes on top of it.  When I looked out at the mountain I see a part of her: striking, alone and stark against the sky.

Tuesday, April 16, 2013

"Prayers in Blue" Oil Painting


12x48, Oil on Canvas

I have been praying so much lately and I woke up this morning realizing that my prayers big or small, old or new, form layers just like this forest and God spills His gentle light throughout. I also thought of the community of believers and how as one we cry out to God in all our human ways and words and they make up this thing called corporate prayer.

In the aftermath of some storms that have passed and with the tragedy that occurred at the Boston Marathon yesterday I had a sense of how prayers were being said right in those shocks and pain.

I read this post yesterday on Facebook from Leonard Bernstein,“This will be our reply to violence: to make music more intensely, more beautifully, more devotedly than ever before.” I have heard (From my own lips at times) "All I can do is pray..." when in fact in the face of such pain it is exactly the most powerful thing we can do.  I choose to pray because I believe He hears me. Priscilla Shirer has reminded me, "Our God is able to do for you!  It's up to us to believe He can." 

In a forest there are trees upon trees.  I love the fullness of that feeling.  Surrounded by growth everywhere you look.  Lavish, wild, unpruned growth.  May our prayers be like that.  Open, real, even raw but releasing something so that God can make it beautiful.  Look around at all that God is doing and see your prayers added to the others.  Layer upon layer of it.  His love thick with grace.  

Sunday, April 7, 2013

Little Studies for "Grace" Oil Paintings

6x6, Oil on Canvas


 
 
 
I started these little studies for some larger pieces I've been wanting to do for a LONG time.  I really love the power of blue, the clean and spiritual feel I get when I paint with that particular color.  It always reminds me of God and His refreshment of my spirit, my heart, all of me.
 
I also tried some twin falls too:
 
4x6, Oil on Canvas
 
I also love the way water flows, the mystery, elegance and dance of it.  Phillip Yancey says that God's grace flows down into all the cracks and crevices of our lives.  His grace reaches to all the hidden places.



Tuesday, April 2, 2013

"Sky Dance" Oil Painting

"Sky Dance" 12x48, Oil on Canvas
 
I am having such fun with these long canvases.  I tell ya, I may be on this for a while...I just got two more! ha!
 
I absolutely love the intense blues and orange/reds that you see in the Texas sky.  It feels like a dance between the cool and the warm.  Their is a push and the pull between the colors leaving the swirls across the open sky.