The Saranac trip was great, we had great weather. Being the second time for me and being familar with the terrain made it far less stressful. The area is so pretty. Came from Lake Piseco and the views along Rt 30 into Saranac, were a painter's dream. There was one lake that the road crossed that had several small seaplanes docked and a lake where the sky was hued in peach glow just breathtaking. The first day is optional painting of the town, where the artists donate a 5x7 painting for a local charity, this year is was for the Historic Restoration Group.
Call my car, "The Buzzard Mobile" since tending to circle an area many times till a view captures my artistic eye and touches my soul. Spotted this bright yellow canoe in the window of a music store next door to a small nursery. Three passes later parked and set up my easel just behind my car. My only regret was losing my New England Patriots mug that fell under my car and I forgot to pick it up.
|Ampersound Music Store|
|Lonesome Pine sold|
|One of my models|
|View from Paul Smith Mt Regis|
Anyway, we all went out to paint by an old bridge on Rt 3 heading up towards Plattsburgh. Well, it was so nice, the light had a warmth to it and soon the bugs came a biting. Painting watercolor when you are tired and hungry leads to mistakes....figured out how to save the painting and then hosed it.
|Bend on the River|
Back on Rt 3, across from a sand pit, there was this old birch tree that caught my eye the night before. felt good about my painting but it needed a little tweaking. Stopped across from the hospital to do a lake scene. Think I was attracted by the old birches that surrounded me. The finished painting left me flat and my tail was dragging. Did seven paintings in 3 days. Went back to the motel and met up with the crew. It was now tweaking and framing time. We sat out at the motel painting, framing and listening to good music. What a way to spend an afternoon. My tweaks led to the result of over painting my birch. After a quick Subway dinner, framed and restarted my Old Birch painting, finished up in the wee hours. The tree came out a bit chunkier than my early morning painting because it had to fit my only remaining frame and needed to enlarge the image. One thing I also learned from this trip for future paint outs.... don't use unusual mat sizes. This is the first time and last time I will do that, it takes away from the flexibility of shifting paintings around in the frames. You also tend to paint for the frame and not for the view.
|Old Birch on Rt 3|