It was 96 degrees today and there was slim pickings amidst my roses. Luckily, I found two yellow roses ripe for clipping underneath the glorious shade of a tree. This painting started with a quinacridone rose wash, then went more towards an eggplant-ocher combo, which I didn't much care for. I decided to tone the painting down with a neutral green and created movement with my palette knife, both of which really made the yellow roses pop!
I'm lingering on painting flowers. I'm enjoying the whole process: cutting the flowers from the garden, arranging them, painting heavily and quickly, painting from life... it's really wonderful. Not sure how long I will stay with this, but I suppose I will enjoy it while it lasts.
This morning I enjoyed cutting these gorgeous, peony lookalike roses from my garden for a still life. A friend suggested that I try a time limit when painting, so I set up my easel, and gave myself ninety minutes to start and finish this painting. I found the deadline very motivating. It eliminated dillydallying and forced cutthroat decisions. And when the buzzer chimed, I really felt my work was complete.
I'm fortunate to have a Steller's Jay nesting about six feet off of the ground in a camellia bush. I can't see in the nest, but if I hold my arm up over my head, I can snap pictures of inside the nest with my iphone. I've been excitedly following the progress of the mama bird and her nestlings. She usually pops out of the nest in the late afternoon to look for food, which sometimes provides me a small window of time to carefully visit the nest and photograph the changes.
The nestlings are much more aware now and I need to be careful not to get in their way. I also do not want to be caught by mama - as of yesterday, the babies squawk at my arrival. Mama bird has been very tolerant of me and my curiosity so far. It's truly a pleasure to watch the progress of her nest!
Post edit: Shortly after this post, the babies left the nest. Apparently, they leave before then can fly. I'm going to miss them!