I had the pleasure last evening of presenting Edward Hopper’s art to a living room filled with enthusiastic minds, a reenactment of the 18th-century Salon in my eyes. We spent time admiring his plein air watercolors of the Cape Cod towns. As I listened to others talking over his works, my mind wandered over the days past when I had the leisure to go on the road and look for subjects to paint in small-town Midwest America. Above, I have posted one such painting from Winfield, Missouri, a small sleepy Mississippi River town north of St. Louis on Highway 79. I studied this abandoned store just as the sun came up and washed the town in its yellow light.
Spring weather is trying to break through in Texas with the occasional rains and rising temperatures. Hopefully soon I’ll be outdoors capturing some local sights rising to new life after a long dark winter.
Thanks for reading.
I paint in order to remember.
I journal when I feel alone.
I blog to remind myself that I am not alone.