We hiked up to a lighthouse this morning and on the way back we went down to this cove so that I could paint and my family could enjoy the beach. Â I was able to prop my palatte box on my shoes and backpack.
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We hiked up to a lighthouse this morning and on the way back we went down to this cove so that I could paint and my family could enjoy the beach. Â I was able to prop my palatte box on my shoes and backpack.
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We hiked up Mt. Baker to a plateau with a vista of Mt. Hood. I was able to prop my art box on a fallen log. I was fascinated by the size of the vertical drop in front of me. On the hike down the sun was at the right angle to make the forest seem magical. The trees had a beautiful glow that you could feel in the air.
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On the edge of the road, I found a log in the shade to sit on and rest my art box on. Â My tripod had broken earlier that day. My mom and sister were traveling around with me and took a nap in the car while I painted.
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When I was setting up for this plein air painting the head of my tripod broke and I spent the rest of this trip balancing my paint box on trees and rocks close to the ground.
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This was the second painting while my family was walking around the lake. Â They finished while I was painting and were urging me to finish as they were anxious to eat supper. Â It was a cloudy evening with soft, calm light.
I was walking around Trillian Lake with my family and found a spot to paint. Â The rest of the family made it around the lake, but this was as far as I got.
Painting plein air or in the studio can be a very solitary activity, so I get excited when someone will paint with me. Â My brother Joshua is a talented self-taught artist and had never tried painting plein air with oils before. Â He stood and painted with me. Â Painting with oil paint is a lot different than acrylics, but hopefully he had fun. Â Here is my painting.
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The sun was out when we left the hotel to head to the beach so that I could paint in the morning light. Â When we got to the beach the sky was blue above me, but a white fog was rolling in from the ocean and I was soon enveloped in white. Â By the end of the painting I could no longer see the ocean in front of me.
The beach was busy, but I was able to find a place in the shade of the hillside. Â There were some curious kids who enjoyed watching the start of my painting before they had to leave for the day. Â I chose to include a few figures in this painting to try to infer how large the rocks are on this coast.
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The fog that had been moving from the ocean horizon to the coast arrived in the early evening and gave a glorious golden mist to everything.
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