Day 619

The outlet of a small stream that runs through Jacobs Point. There are often geese or, in the winter, brant hanging out there. It made a nice blue streak through the gray gravel.

Day 618

Onions....*sob*.

Day 617

Another gray day on the marsh.

Day 616

Póas was the first volcano I ever saw. It's in Costa Rica; a little north of San Jose, the capital. This is a painting of the bottom of the crater and the acidified lake at its center. The landscape there is an amazing gray desert of ash and lava rock, broken by slashes of vivid color caused by mineral salts dissolved in the water and evaporated out on the rocks. The effect is rather like a charcoal drawing with splashes of gouache color on it.

Day 615

From Summer to Winter. I dislike the cold, but love what it does to light and form.

Day 614

More onions, this time painted on a 9X12 board. I'm getting much more interested in varieties of negative space and how white changes in a mixture of daylight and artificial light.

Day 613

Another late-afternoon marsh.

Day 612

What can follow bottles? More onions!

Day 611

Bottles again. Trying to keep the paint thicker so that soft transitions are simpler.