June 8, 2017
Perched on top of some round bales, overlooking the fields. Watching the clouds pile to the south and move to the east and the wind make waves in the tall grass, listening to the blackbirds and bobolinks call.
The grasses this time of year are full of texture and subtle colors as they flower and seed. The weedier parts of the fields are full of white cockle blooms and the tall flower spikes of yellow dock.
The sky was mostly clear towards the end of the first painting, but some distant clouds in the east showed pink as they caught the last light of the sunset.
|Clearing Skies at Dusk, 9 x 12" plein air oil on linen/birch.|
There was just enough light, and just enough time, to paint another quick study: The moon rising above the southern-facing fields.
|Moon Rising over South Fields, 6 x 8" plein air oil on linen/hardboard|