I’m sorting and overpainting and framing and discarding — and sometimes actually finding a gem or two among the piles of painted boards. Here’s one I rescued. It was painted during our trip to eastern Oregon, summer, 2008, when we stayed in Mitchell.
This is the overlook just down the road from our B&B.
The Ochoco Mountains from Mitchell, Oregon, 12 x 16″, oil on board
When I evaluate this from the photo, I want to tone it down, pull in that rain that was coming at me from the far horizon. In fact, if I’m remembering correctly, the first draft of this painting got rained on. But fixing the time to stop time and make it the time of the painting — well, that takes time….
This next is from last Friday, when friend Jane and I went again to the Hawthorne Bridge, this time on the upstream side. We were again using the I-5 overpass as protection from the rain, but then it didn’t rain, just stayed a bit gray. So I moved out into a grassy area, where the bicyclists from the Esplanade wouldn’t run me down, and painted this. I was trying to reverse the temperature, making the primary light cool and the shadows warm.
I-5 at the Hawthorne Bridge, 12 x 16″, Oil on board
So here is the original. And below it is the same image as appears in the main part of the text. I thought you (some of you, anyway) might have fun looking to see what changed. I find it impossible to make one change without having to reconsider the entire canvas. At least in this case. –June