For an artist there is nothing like a day at the easel. Plein Air Painting requires patience and endurance. Unfortunately, some days turn into a “daze” at the easel! Kidding aside, I find I go into a place called the “zone” where time has no meaning and my surroundings dim from view; all I see is the canvas and my paints. A few years ago it became obvious to me that the more time I spent in the studio the less time I spent correcting previous errors. I began to paint better all the way around. Being primarily a plein air painter, days at the easel has more meaning.
My best and highest use of my time however, is being a plein air painter (outdoors). Just being outside gives me a lift and it comes through the paintings into a second life. Lately, I’ve noticed that my paintings can start plein air and end up being finished in my studio. A whole host of “rules” for plein air work do not seem to apply to me as I do my own thing. First of all, I paint on larger canvases and I sometimes return to the same spot for a few days in a row. “Water House” a 30 by 40 inch oil, started as a plein air piece but I traded a scene in Nevada for a scene near Apache Junction in Arizona half way through. I finished this one in the studio. It took more than a few days at the easel. In fact this painting has been in process for about 8 years.
I was honored to find out the Southwest Pastel Society choose one of my pieces to exhibit in Texas. “Maroon Lake” was done on a plein air session a few years back. It is one of my all time favorite pastels.