Posts Tagged ‘dry flies’

A Juggler with Too Many Balls in the Air

January 7, 2013
Watercolor of vintage plugs and flies in actual size

Watercolor of vintage plugs and flies in actual size

Following a lengthy and delicious Christmas holiday, I returned to school today for a teacher work day.  Tomorrow the students return.  My classroom has all the charm of a frozen food locker.  My nose is cold and runny, and it appears that the climate will not be fixed today.   All my paperwork is in order.  Everything has been photocopied for tomorrow’s Philosophy and Art History classes.  I have enjoyed reading, writing, listening to the Voices and Visions documentary on T. S. Eliot, and now have added a couple of dry flies to my pair of vintage bass plugs begun recently.  I have only turned in half a work day but already I’m conflicted between studying for classes, reading for pleasure, blogging, writing in my journal, and experimenting with new subjects in watercolor.  I guess the only thing I haven’t tried this morning is playing my guitar.  Too many interests, too little time.  Life is short, art is long.

I am getting more comfortable with the nuances of these small still life forms, and think I am ready to turn the page.  I am not sure what kind of composition to assemble, but I love the looks of the lures and flies, and really would like to copy more patterns.  Perhaps they could become small matted original watercolors (5 x 7″ or so) as well as greeting cards.  I’m ready to pursue this new subject for awhile and augment my growing collection of “stuff” (good grief, I have scores of matted, shrinkwrapped watercolors stored in steamer trunks featuring landscape, architecture, vintage vehicles, Route 66 scenes and plenty of plein air experiments).  It’s time to explore new genres.

Tomorrow school begins officially, but my New Year resolutions include watercoloring every single day, even if only for short spells.  I don’t want this momentum to stall.

Thanks to all of you who have posted since I was “freshly pressed” yesterday.  You have ushered me into a new world, and for that I thank you.

Fly Fishing Watercolor for the One-Man Show

September 9, 2011

Finding the Seam

My breathing changes profoundly the moment I step into a mountain stream with waders and a fly rod.  There will never be enough of those precious moments, so every time I journey to the Colorado high country, I breathe a prayer of gratitude.  The crystal clarity of a trout stream moving over the rocks from the basement of time contains a beauty beyond the reach of my words.  Henry David Thoreau said “time is but the stream I go a-fishing in.  I drink at it; but while I drink I see the sandy bottom and detect how shallow it is. Its thin current slides away, but eternity remains.”

It took a number of years for me to work up the courage to watercolor a fly fishing composition.  My wife took this picture of me fly fishing in South Fork, Colorado.   I chose to pour this composition, masking out tree patterns and pouring pure watercolor pigment from bowls onto the soaked paper.  Sprinkling salt and spritzing the drying pigments created a number of satisfying textures in the foliage as well as the surface of the stream.

I am now counting the hours toward the opening of my One-Man-Show.   Forty-two watercolors are in place at the Weiler House Fine Art Gallery (  The show opens Saturday night 5-9:00.   This watercolor has been framed and is now hanging in the show.  I’m proud that my friends get to see the painting at last.  I’m deeply satisfied with the depths of colors and the effects created by the pouring technique.

Thanks for reading.