Mentioned

It was a big week in my art word. The Willamette Valley Lavender Festival concluded (I get a break from purple!) with the show over the weekend. My non-painting friend, Miriam, and I attended the reception Friday night and met up with my painting friends Sandra Pearce, Susan Spears, and  Cathy Cramer. To my shock and delight, I received an honorable mention in the “Open” category.

Honorable Mention for “Wind Over the Lavender”

None of my other art friends received an award, though they entered in the professional category (this is a hotly debated topic I won’t go into now.)

The list of award winners is impressive in both categories. I’m extremely flattered to be counted among them!

PROFESSIONAL DIVISION
1st Place: Tracy Leagjeld, “First Light”
2nd Place: Cathlaen Rehfeld “Cascade Morning Light”
3rd Place: Jennifer Diehl “Sun Over the Field”
Honorable Mentions:
Brenda Boylan, “After lil Lavender”
Dianna Shynne, “Hillsboro Farm House”
Gary Buhler, “Lavender Mt. Hood”
Donna Clark, “Birch Tree Salute”
Ramona Youngquist, “Summer Shade”
Janay Elder, “Last Light on the Farm”

OPEN DIVISION
1.st Place: Elo Wobig, “Joy Ride”
2nd Place: Kristen Horn, “View to Crooked Tree”
3rd Place: Nancy Zhang, “Field of Purple”
Honorable Mentions:
Sandy Shuler, “Down the Path”
Andrea Bab, “Old White Barn, Little Log House and Lavender”
Paula Hansen, “Majestic Oaks and Lavender”
Lynn Wallace, “Invitation”
Tara Choate, “Wind over the Lavender”
Karen Shawcross, “Lavender Sentinels”

SPECIAL AWARDS
Red Ridge Sponsor Award: Diane Holland, “Leaflight”
Kristen Horn Coldwell Banker Patron Award: Dianna Shynne, “Path at Red Ridge”
Art Elements Patron Award: Karen Shawcross, “Halcyon Days”
Chehalem Cultural Center Sponsor Award: Elo Wobig, “Easy Ripples”
Blick Benefactor Award: Daemion Lee, “Lavender Afternoon”

ARTIST’S CHOICE AWARDS
Professional Division: Jennifer Diehl, “Sun Over the Field”
Open Division: Lorretta Lang, “Dundee Hills”

On Sunday my horse-but-not-art friend Debbie and I went up to Emerald Downs for a day of racing and to pick up my paintings from the Equine Art Show. To my job an amazement, “At the River” also received an honorable mention.

“At the River”

The Washington Thoroughbred Breeders Association has not yet posted the list of award winners, and I am too lazy to type them all, but I thought I’d give you a peak at the top three award winners in the watercolor category so you can see how great they are.

It wasn’t a watercolor piece that I fell in love wit, however, but works in acrylic by Kathy Meyer (no available website.)
I didn’t get a picture of her award winner (frankly, it was my least favorite of her three), I did take some detail shots so I could admire her confidence of brushstroke.

WOW!

As for racing, the day was insanely hot. The thermometer said 93 degrees, but it felt a lot hotter. It was so bad, in fact, that after a few races I had to go inside because I was getting woozy. Because of that, I didn’t get as much sketching done as I was hoping to do (mostly mark making) and my pictures are less inspiring than usual.

There are a few that may be turned into paintings, but not too many caught my eye.

I lost $4 and my friend lost $8. We are big spenders. However, I think we won because the traffic coming and going was spookily light. We found out why because on our way home, the area that people would use to turn off to the beach was backed up for miles.

These two big events are in the bag. I submitted my paintings to the American Academy of Equine Art (AAEA), so we’ll see there. I need to submit to Watercolor Society of Oregon (WSO ) and Northwest Watercolor Society (NWWS) and I’ll have made it through the majority of my year goals. A couple more paintings for Paint the Town and it will be back to studio work.

I’d be even more excited if my studio had A/C.

Healthy Steps – Weeks 27 & 28

I’m home sick today. I either have really bad allergies or a small cold. I’m frankly not sure which, but my level of ability to be out in the world is diminished. As such, I’m trying to: 1) take naps (I’m up to 2), and 2) catch up on… well, everything.

Week 27 contained July 4 which happened to be on a Wednesday, so my WW class didn’t happen. I could have gone another day, but that would defeat laziness.

Week 28 rolled around and while I had been good, I was SHOCKED to finally hit my 10% goal: 38.2 pounds lost! There was a minor celebration that has morphed into a week-long epidemic of eating out and eating everything that was aided and abetted by an absurdly busy schedule that (I think) lead to this minor cold.

So… where does that leave me?

Tomorrow is weigh in day and I’ll take it. I need the check in to get back on track.

I’d like to report my goals have changed, but they haven’t.

  • Eating my prepared food
  • Hit 11,000 all seven days, taking at least one break/lunch walk
  • Tracking 4 of 7 days
  • 2 Frappuccinos per day

I will report that the last two have taken a hard hit in recent days and I’m going to work this week on adding a solid tracking schedule. I think, right now, that’s where I can benefit. You’ll also notice I changed the number of Frappuccinos back to 2. I haven’t really been going over that, but I think I need to set a small goal for the week.

 

Next, I’ll paint something in… any color except purple

For better or worse, the Willamette Valley Lavender Festival painting fest is over. A few artists (those who don’t have to report to work on Monday) may continue to paint for a few days, but for this toiling artist, lavender painting days are over.

On Saturday, I once again joined friend Sandra Pearce to go to my final destination: Red Ridge Farms. While they had a lovely lavender patch, it’s the view over the Yamhill wine country that will take your breath away.

Because I wanted to paint this, and there was no lavender in site, I decided to use my imagination and used artistic license to add some lavender to the scene.

On Sunday, I deliberately did not paint. Instead, I spent time in the studio tweaking and finishing my paintings before finally choosing the best three to frame to take to the show.

For example, I added gouache to finish out this painting.

I also adjusted the “bloom” on this painting.

As a recap, here is the list of possibles.

So, which ones did I choose?

Do you think I made the right choices?

More lavender (help, I’m turning purple)

Happy 4th of July to all my American friends. Happy Wednesday to my international friends (honestly, I only know one, but it seemed worthy of mention)!

As I said a few days ago, it’s all lavender painting, all the time around here, to try to have something to enter in the the Willamette Valley Lavender Festival. For my day off I went to Montainside Lavender with the usual gang.

While it was beautiful there, I just couldn’t really embrace the day. Maybe it was the overcast sky or the humidity. Even a chicken couldn’t get me inspired.

For whatever the reason, I think my paintings came out rather lackluster.

There are a few easy fixes, so they might not be “over” yet, but I think Sundays paintings came out better.

In other news, I framed and packed my final selections for the Equine Art Show July 12-15 days up at Emerald Downs.

Modern Charger

I’ll drive up Sunday to pick up the paintings and see the show.

While in my studio I did some more organizing; a few days ago I purchased another rolling drawer from Ikea to store and organize my unfinished paintings. So, now I have a place for paper and for paintings in various stages. I’ve never been so organized! This led to going through some of my old paintings and generally rearranging everything. But I’m feeling less stressed about the piles now, so that’s something.

I have another date to paint lavender this weekend, both Saturday and Sunday. I’m not sure I’ll make both, but it’s nice to have the time scoped out!

Lavender Gypsy

This weekend (and into next week) I’m in all-out painting mode to meet the demands of the Willamette Valley Lavender Festival and have three paintings to enter into the show July 12. The reception in July 13 (awards, etc.) with the paintings on display for the weekend. I hope I can entice a few of you to come out the Chehalem Cultural Center and check it out!

In the meantime, it’s all lavender painting, all the time. Luckily, a contingent of us watercolor artists has grouped together for encouragement, including my friend, Sandra Pearce. We huddle together among all the acrylic and oil painters and do our best to be intimidating without the benefit of turpentine.

Friday – Eagle Creek Lavender

I waffled around about going painting on Friday because it has been a long week and there were several other things I kind of wanted to do. Eventually, I packed up (poorly) and made my way out to Eagle Creek Lavender. Wow!

I got there, sat down, and realized I forgot my easel. After having such a good painting experience last weekend, I couldn’t bear the idea of painting without it, so I sketched.

I have every intention of painting these. The group has this place again next Saturday, so maybe I’ll be extra prepared.

Saturday – Barn Owl Nursery

Last year, my time at Barn Owl Nursery produced this award-winning painting.

So I was eager to go back.

I did two  paintings, with one showing more potential than the other. This one is perfectly fine…

But this one, called “against the siding” shows a lot more potential as a show entry. But it has a long way to go.

Sunday – Lavender Valley

Sunday’s spot was over two hours away, south of Hood River. Here’s why we went out to Lavender Valley

It almost looks too good to be true!

There were quite a few lavender aficionados as well as about a dozen painters. There was NO shortage of inspiration.

Again, I did two paintings.

It was a good weekend. We have dates to paint again on July 4, 7, and 8, so I’m hoping to improve on these initial starts!

Healthy Steps – Week 26

Well, I would love to report that I met my goal from last week of finally hitting 10% of my body weight lost. I can’t; instead I gained 5.4 pounds. Now, I didn’t eat badly enough for that to happen (though, obviously, there is some room for improvement.) My story has to do with asprin, PMS, and pretzels (a food I don’t like that much, but tend to overeat).

In addition, my struggles with… well, everything continue culminating with another medication change. Sigh.

I’d love to report I have shaken all this off and concentrated on my goals… but it’s not true. In fact, with three days to go until when I would normally weight in, I’m glad it’s a dark week and Wednesday is a holiday. That leaves 10 days to concentrate.

Easy goals

  • Eating my prepared food
  • Hit 11,000 all seven days, taking at least one break/lunch walk

Hard goals

  • Tracking 4 of 7 days
  • 1 Frappachino per day

I’m breaking my standby goals into two categories, because I feel fragile enough that doing all of them seems like a lot. I think the two easy should be okay, though it does take some dedication. Of the hard goals, I’m going to go for 2 days tracking and 1 Frappachino. That seems like enough.

 

Ankeny Hill (Paint the Town 2018)

As I have been threatening, it’s now official the start of plein air season. Next weekend I am getting together with Sandra Pearce and others to do the Willamette Valley Lavender Festival paint out. This weekend was the first time I was able to go to Artist in Action’s Paint the Town event.

I acted as “host” for myself and eight other paintings at a private residence adjacent to the Ankeny Wildlife Refuge. And it was STUNNING. As if the views weren’t dreamy enough, the flower gardens were enough to drool over.

In addition, they had a charming dog and a set of barnyard animals (sorry, no picture of the dog.)

I am proud of myself; I followed my new regime of sketching for a good long time before I painted.

While the gardens very very appealing, I eventually decided to paint the amazing view.

I need to pause here for a short commercial break.

I recently decided to purchase a real watercolor easel after at least three years of struggling through trying to use a cheap easel made in the 1960’s for oil painting, dragging around a table, and/or using my lap. Jerry’s Artarama had a Labor Day sale on plein air equipment, so I purchases a new easel and a little “bag” that attaches underneath to hold my water bin or anything else I need.

It is so rare in this day and age to purchase anything and be completely satisfied with it. It is even rarer to be more than satisfied.So I just want to say…

THIS EASEL IS THE BEST THING SINCE WATERCOLORS IN A TUBE!!!

It fits a board. It tilts. It has a little tray to hold brushes. It has three levels of adjustment so you can make the legs “just so.” (I will admit that I was mentally challenged at first figuring how to it worked, but I’m sure we can all agree that’s just me.)

I am telling you… if you’re a plein air painter and haven’t purchased a real easel for it, RUN, don’t walk, to buy a real outdoor easel.

Back to our originally scheduled program.

I set up under the big oak tree (SHADE!) and sketched out what I saw in the distance.

This is not an impressive sketch, but I actually like that things are out proportion band overlapping oddly, because something about it made me realize that it was the patterns of overlap that I was interested in.
After making some notes about actual proportions, I sketched out the painting on the watercolor paper and painted away.

This still needs some studio adjustment, but I like where’s it at.

I fooled around a little while and thought about doing a garden piece, but I decided I could do that anytime, and shifted to beneath a different tree to work on a slightly different view.

I was very drawn to the solitary oaks and the way they sat against the long rows of the field. But I rushed the sketch…

… and it shows in the painting.

Again, this will go back to the studio and I think some adjustments can save it. The hay bales are too dark (who knew boxes were so tricky…) and I think some additional darks will help it.

All in all, it was a good start to official plein air season.

 

Healthy Steps – Week 25

When I stepped on the scale today, I told my WW leader, “Anything that’s not a gain is a victory.” And I didn’t even mean that. I meant, “Anything that’s not +5 pounds is a victory.”

Imagine my shock… I was down 2.2 pounds and am now less than 1 pound away from my Big Goal of 10% removed. Could next week (incidentally, week 26 and halfway through a year) be the day?

It’s been a rough week, filled with meltdowns, mental health days, and me time. I thought a lot of sugar, too, but I think I did better on portion control than I thought.

As (apparently) always, I’m going to focus on these goals. Frankly, they could use the work.

  • Tracking 4 of 7 days
  • 1 Frappachino per day
  • Eating my prepared food
  • Hit 11,000 all seven days, taking at least one break/lunch walk

And today, instead of an uplifting image, I’m going to leave with a prayer I saw online that touched me.

Slow Me Down Lord

Slow me down Lord
Ease the pounding of my heart
by the quieting of my mind.

Steady my hurried pace
with a vision of the eternal march of time.
Give me amid the confusion of the day,
the calmness of the eternal hills.

Break the tension of my nerves and muscles
with the soothing music of the singing streams
that live in my memory.

Help me to know the magical restoring power of sleep.

Teach me the art of taking MINUTE vacations,
Of slowing down to look at a flower,
to chat with a friend,
to pat a dog,
to read a few lines of a good book.

Slow me down Lord
and inspire me to send my roots
deep into the soil of life’s enduring values
that I may grow toward the stars of my greater destiny.

Author: Wilfred A. Peterson

 

I signed off, then decided I needed to add something.

This week’s WW topic is body image. When the leader asked the group what came to mind when she mentioned that word, I (in a fit of unedited honesty) said, “Hopeless.”

While I hate to admit that I hijacked the group, that’s effectively what I did and the group could not have been sweeter or more supportive. The leader took us around in an exercise where we all said something we admired about the person on your left, and at the end I talked with a couple of people who really made me realize that we all do affect each other and keep each other going, as long as we show up.

So yes, my feet and knees are bothering me. But two people commented this week that they are starting to notice my weight loss, I have pretty eyes, and when I ride my bike back and forth to work or walk on my breaks, people notice and it galvanizes them to do it too.

Progress happens.

Unfinished

As I said in yesterday’s post, I’ve focused this weekend on getting my studio organized.

Of course, adding storage for my paper doesn’t fix the mess of unfinished paintings that are hanging around my studio (not including starts). Today I took pictures of all my unfinished paintings and came up with a gallery of 31 32 (I forgot to mention “the commission”) unfinished paintings.

31. Seriously? I could finish one every day for a month. I really think a burn is in my future. I’m not sure I can deal with this much pressure. No wonder I’ve been dreading going into my studio.

On the other hand, Liz Walker bragged last year that she finished over 300 paintings. She’s clearly an overachiever.

My envy for Liz aside, I did manage to make headway and finish (signature and all, one even framed!) the following paintings today.

At the River – $50 unframed

The Green Hedgehog – $50 unframed

Ladd Marsh Morning – $50 unframed

Red Flash – $200 framed

Four paintings for four days off. Not bad…

Pâro

I am sure most of you have read a version of this article, entitled “40 Words For Emotions You’ve Felt, But Couldn’t Explain.” While the words are made up, the article perfectly catalogs the complex and confusing emotional life that we lead but can’t explain.

This week, as I was searching for a word to explain what was happening to me, I re-read this article and this word (made up or not) hit the nail on the head.

Pâro: The feeling that no matter what you do, it is always somehow wrong—that any attempt to make your way comfortably through the world will only end up crossing some invisible taboo—as if there’s some obvious way forward that everybody else can see but you; each of them leaning back in their chair and calling out helpfully, “Colder… colder… colder.”

Wednesday I hit maximum… whatever.  I posted this image with the caption: “Accurate representation of my feelings today.”Getting through the day was no small feat, and when I got home, it was all over. I mean ALL OVER. I took Thursday as a sick day and went up to see my therapist. Note: It was so bad that I overrode the little voice in my head that said this is some kind of hookie and told the voice, in a firm tone, “Taking a day as sick day to go see your therapist and breathe is the DEFINITION of caring for yourself. And that’s what sick leave is for.”

I took the dogs on a nice long walk in the morning, then on my way up to see my therapist, I did some retail therapy. Then I got stuck in traffic (when did Portland traffic get like this?) and ended up being late which sort of undid the good work of the day. But, I did get to see Dr. P and she pointed out some of the usual obvious truths about standing up for myself, being compassionate, and that everyone is CRAZY!

Friday was my normally scheduled day off and after taking care of the dogs, I spent the day in the studio. Now, don’t get excited. Part of my retail therapy was purchasing this at Ikea:

By the time I got it assembled and used my label maker to get it filled up, 8 hours had passed. My studio has never looked better, but no new artwork happened.

This weekend, I was supposed to take Key down to Grants Pass for a nose work trial. But by mid-day on Friday, I had decompressed enough to realize that taking my challenging dog (and the scared foster dog) to a site four hours away to do something that may or may not be successful, staying in a hotel over night, doing the same thing the next day, and then driving back home (4 hours of driving after the end of the trial (probably not until at least 4)) to get up and work the next day without doing laundry, food prep, or anything else MIGHT not be the best idea in my current state. I wished the entry money farewell (a friend suggests that when you write a check for a dog show, you just consider it a donation), cancelled my hotel reservation, and felt a lot better for it.

This morning (Saturday) I took two pieces to my critique group and then took Toby (have I mentioned my foster dog Toby?) to outreach to see if we can find him a permanent home. Two hours of that and I needed a nap, and that basically takes us up to now.

Later, the phrase “Toby’s dead again” came into play.

So, what’s wrong?

Frankly, I’m not all together sure. Wednesday was an exceptionally stressful day, but lately I’ve been feeling… “dystopian” is the world I used at the therapist’s. Like EVERYTHING is wrong. I’ve been trying to sort it all out, and here’s my list.

  1. I have a foster dog. Now, this doesn’t mean I don’t like Toby. It just means it’s a stressor.
  2. I have had to get more allergy shots the last few weeks because I was at the end of the bottle. This means that I have been scratchier and just more “blah” than when I’m at maintenance and can get my shots only every 6 weeks (instead of once a week.)
  3. My other knee (right) has been hurting quite a bit (though the left that was hurting seems to be doing better.)
  4. My foot (right) with plantar fasciitis still hurts (after almost 2 years of this injury)
  5. My left foot has what I think is either a bone spur in the “ball” of the foot or I am just developing arthristis.
  6. I have PMS / my back hurts / everyone SUCKS.
  7. It’s the beginning of summer (ugggh) (and pollen season).
  8. I am on a board of directors (why can’t I learn not to do this?)
  9. I am managing three websites (again, why can’t I learn?)
  10. Chronically, I work with a… challenging co-worker who requires a lot of compassion.
  11. At work, I am “leading” two projects.
  12. It’s summer and high-painting season and I feel like I’m completely hopeless. (I’m taking this one off because that’s a whole other blog.)
  13. Salem is having a water crisis. It’s ALL FREAKING SORTS of fun.

When I go to this website, those items rate the following score:

Life event – Life change units

  • Personal injury or illness – 53
  • Gain a new family member – 39
  • Change in responsibilities at work – 29
  • Volunteering on a board (I added this one) – 28
  • Revision of personal habits – 24

Total Score: 173

Score of 300+: At risk of illness.
Score of 150-299+: Risk of illness is moderate (reduced by 30% from the above risk).
Score 150-: Only has a slight risk of illness.

In other words… I’m in the category where doctors would look for a chronic reason for things.

I’m a little concerned that my new depression medication is not working correctly; I’m in that “six month” window where we’ll see. But I’m feeling a little more that it’s about plain old stress. I’ve taken on too much, I have too much going on, I’m taking on too much.

Taking this four day weekend won’t solve the problem, but it certainly didn’t hurt. Moving forward… well, right now, I don’t really have a strategy. But I will go back to work. I will keep tackling my challenges. I will endeavor to be kinder to myself and others. I will keep moving forward.

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