Tuesday, July 30, 2013

"Olive Tree" 16x20, Oil on Gessobord

"Olive Tree" 16x20, Oil on Gessobord
Psalm 52:8-9
"But I am like an olive tree flourishing in the house of God; I trust in God's unfailing love for ever and ever.  I will praise you forever for what you have done; in your name I will hope, for your name is good.  I will praise you in the presence of the saints."

Oh, I love those verses!  May I pour out my love like a flowing river and even in this dark world praise Him and trust Him!

I tried to tie the water with the tree and just give a "ghost" of the tree.  I hope I got that.  I also used an Olive Tree for my model. Olive trees are rich in so much!  Not only for their oil that lit the lamps of the ancient peoples but anointed kings and flavored foods.  When Noah was brought hope of the world the dove brought him an olive leaf.  Our Lord Jesus walked in a garden of olives before His death. The Olive tree is an evergreen but a very high-maintenance tree.  So many good truths!
I wanted the roots to become like a waterfall.  His grace poured out over us, His rich and lavish love.

Saturday, July 27, 2013

"In the Shadows" 5x7 Oil on Panel, Plein Air Painting with Dad

5x7, Oil on Panel
Wednesday morning my Dad and I met up to paint "Plein Air" which means outdoors.  It was a great morning for it.  Cloudy with a little breeze.  Nothing like the usual mornings in July here in Texas.  Sticky and hot.  This was really pleasant!
After about two hours we looked behind us and noticed a huge cloud had formed and was headed our way so we started to pack up. By the time it got to us the rain started but we were already getting in the car.  "Oh well," we said, "we can come back!" and that's when we made plans to meet up Saturday morning (today) and finish up the paintings.  And wouldn't you know it?  The morning was cloudy, even cool with a little breeze.  So our colors hadn't changed on us either.  Talk about wonderful!
My Dad was my first art teacher.  I've always admired how he paints landscapes and particularly trees.  He is an outdoorsman at heart.  He loves to be IN nature.  He fishes, he hikes, he likes to shoot paper or can targets.  He just really loves exploring.  There was something really familiar today about sitting there listening to the wind and the birds and just silently painting together.  One of us would ask a question every now and then but mostly we would paint.  It reminded me that most of my life growing up I sat next to my Mom in church (because Dad was preaching) and I sat next to Dad to paint.
As I grow older I can't tell you how special it is for me to see my parents with new eyes.  It's funny that you get these "new" eyes when your hair is turning grey and you realize that you were pretty blessed in the family that God gave you.  You see so much more clearly. 
A special day turned into a soft green memory.
Dad and his wonderful painting

Thursday, July 25, 2013

"Night Watch" 9x12, Oil on Gessobord

"Night Watch" 9x12 Oil on Gessobord
I've been working towards a show coming up in October.  I won't share about that right now as I'm still working on some other paintings for it.  I will say that it's been a spiritual challenge for me to really "get at" what I'm trying to convey.  I went through several layers until the light and the branch came to me.  Nothing I make is ever perfect but I can't tell you how much I enjoy the process when I give it over and just let Him lead the way.
Psalm 43:3 "Send forth your light and your truth, let them guide me; let them bring me to your holy mountain to the place where you dwell."
My sister shared that verse after she saw this painting and it has been seeping into my heart. 
The thought behind this painting was that ONE branch from the tree (of humanity) is divine.  It spills the light and the blood and by it's light the other branches are stained the color red and grow in abundant yet distinct ways.  Isaiah 11:1 says, "A shoot will come up from the stump of Jesse; from his roots a Branch will bear fruit." 
I talked with my sister the other night about a possible title and we both loved, "Night Watch."  He splits the darkness with that warm light.  He stands over our darkest nights and pushes back.  He is hope in the midst of despair, life in the sea of death. 

Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Sold, "Blue Smokies" 12x48, Oil on canvas, at Mary Tomas Gallery

"Blue Smokies" 12x48, Oil on Canvas
I am pleased to announce that "Blue Smokies" has sold at Mary Tomas Gallery today. 
I loved working with this long canvas as I felt it displayed the vastness of the view.  At the top I started with just a hint of purple in the background and sky followed by cool shades of blue down to the dark trees in front.  The mist was white with hints of blue.  Moisture loves to fall to the lowest places. A valley of mist in the Smoky Mountains.

Wednesday, July 17, 2013

"Waterfall as Tree" 9x12, Oil on Panel (final)

"Waterfall as Tree" 9x12, Oil on Panel (final)
I softened it down and added a few more tendrils.  I like it better.  It's more dreamlike. 

Tuesday, July 16, 2013

"Tree as Waterfall" 8x10 Oil on Panel

"Tree as Waterfall" 8x10, Oil on Panel
I've been experimenting lately and it's fun and frustrating at the same time!  I want something that's in my head to come out clearly on the canvas or panel and it just doesn't.  But at least I'm getting at it.
My mind has been thinking about the roots of things lately.  Some of that has to do with a show I've been helping with and another has to do with the ancient things that are so fascinating to me.  I watched a NOVA the other night that kept me up in bed just marveling at the earth and how it produces life.  Things like water, earth, lightning have been there the day the earth was born.  And they still speak of their creator.
For this painting I wanted the water to seem like a tree trunk crashing against the rocks with almost a root-like appearance. 
I'm still working at it but I liked how it went today.  Now for something a little bigger...

Thursday, July 11, 2013

"White Tree" 9x12, Oil on Canvas

"White Tree" 9x12, Oil on Canvas
I wanted to show the feeling of a tree.  Not the literal tree but the feeling of its' sway and enchantment.  I love trees and want to show them as I see them.   Glorious.  Magical.  Full of mystery.
I used Pthalo Blue, Sap Green and Titanium White.  I wanted a ghostly feel to the tree.  

Wednesday, July 10, 2013

"Quiet Joy" 5x7, Oil on Panel

"Quiet Joy" 5x7, Oil on Panel
I love the way trees express themselves.  The calming sound of their leaves in the wind remind me of rain.  I also love their colors.  This Maple in my neighborhood was showing pure joy to me through it's yellow leaves up to a little blue sky.

Monday, July 8, 2013

"Woods in Mist" 5x7 Oil Painting on Panel

"Woods in Mist" 5x7, Oil on Panel
I love that feeling when you walk through woods and the air is cool and moist.  It makes me want to walk for miles into layer after layer of the mystery of it.  There is a feeling to the way the trees look.  Some might say it seems spooky while others feel the sense of exploration and discovery.
I used Portland Grey (yes, there is an actual color that's called that) with some Indanthrone Blue.

Friday, July 5, 2013

"Grace" 5x7 Oil on Panel

"Grace" 5x7, Oil on Panel
I have these images in my mind of water flowing down and then out.  I'm trying to convey something of God with a waterfall. His grace pours out over all of us then the rings of water push out just as we are to share that grace with others.
Philip Yancey writes in his book, What's So Amazing About Grace? that we each need, "Grace-filled eyes" to really see ourselves, each other and most importantly our God.  He says:

"When Jesus loved a guilt-laden person and helped him, he saw in him an erring child of God.  He saw in him a human being whom His Father loved and grieved over because he was going wrong. He saw him as God originally designed and meant him to be, and therefore he saw through the surface layer of grime and dirt to the real man underneath.  Jesus did not identify the person with his sin, but rather saw in this sin something alien, something that really did not belong to him, something that merely chained and mastered him and from which he would free him and bring him back to his real self.  Jesus was able to love men because he loved them right through the layer of mud."

I used the colors: Pthalo Blue, Titanium White, Paynes Grey and a little Cadmium Red.

Monday, July 1, 2013

"Whispering Wood" Oil Painting on Panel by Dawn Waters Baker

5x7, Oil on Panel
This image has been in my mind a long time.  I am so glad it turned out the way I had hoped.  It has a Tolkien feel to it and after looking up some of the woodlands of Middle Earth.  I came upon this:
"The trees of the Firien Wood descended into a deep cleft called the Firien-dale. Types of trees in the Firien Wood included oaks and birches. The trees were dense, especially along the Mering Stream. There was a powerful silence under the trees that caused people to speak in hushed voices, and the forest was known as the Whispering Wood."
I love that.  Woods that cause us to speak quietly.  Oh, that we would all have the opportunity to walk in the Whispering Woods.