Posts Tagged ‘Hillsboro Texas’

Decompression after the Show

March 9, 2018

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The day following the reception for a solo show is always my better day, even when the show is well-attended. And indeed I was thrilled to see so many people come to my event, a number of them driving for hours. The time went by fast, then I had to drive two hours to my Palestine gallery to set up some new work and re-install all my limited edition prints, then another two-hour drive back home, getting me back around midnight. Today I am somewhat tired, but no regrets about last night.

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I took a pair of photos as the first people arrived, then forgot to take any more, because as the people continued to come in (the librarian estimated fifty) I got busy talking to them, and after we closed, I remembered that I forgot to take more photos!

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I’ll close with a few close-ups of paintings that hung in the show.

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Sunday Afternoon in the Gallery

March 3, 2013
Show at Burson Gallery, March 3, 2013

Show at Burson Gallery, March 3, 2013

It’s a quiet Sunday afternoon in Hillsboro, Texas.  I am managing Burson Gallery today, where I am part of a group show that will close this evening.  I have posted a photo of six of my original watercolors hanging, along with a footlocker overflowing with limited edition prints.

I spent yesterday in the gallery as well.  During some of the quiet afternoon hours, I gleaned the following while reading the Journals of Henry David Thoreau:

Have no mean hours, but be grateful for every hour, and accept what it brings.  The reality will make any sincere record respectable. No day will have been wholly misspent, if one sincere, thoughtful page has been written.  Let the daily tide leave some deposit on these pages, as it leaves sand and shells on the shore.  So much increase of terra firma.  This may be a calendar of the ebbs and flows of the soul; and on these sheets as a beach, the waves may cast up pearls and seaweed.

Hemingway was content if he composed at least one true sentence after a day spent, Thoreau expresses appreciation for a “thoughtful page.”  I feel good if I have written at least a page or two in my journal, read a good section of worthy literature, or kicked out at least a watercolor sketch.  Today I am going for the trifecta.  I am beginning a watercolor sketch in the gallery, having carved out a small working space.  I already have done the journaling and reading.

I hate it when my blog languishes for as long as it has recently.  It took quite a while for my sickness to subside, and then I had to catch up on school work and gather my work for this gallery show.  I did enjoy giving a watercolor workshop last Thursday evening for art teachers in the Arlington School District.  We had plenty of fun, but alas, I forgot to take pictures of our activities, so I didn’t blog that event.

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Pouring it on a 1950 Chevy, May 5, 2010

May 5, 2010

1950 Chevy Sedan Delivery, Hillsboro, Texas

Finally, I’m getting this one underway.  I have done two small watercolor sketches of this 1950 Chevy Sedan Delivery that I found north of Hillsboro, Texas, alongside Highway 77.  The owner of the property has graciously allowed me to come on site and take a good look at it, and sketch it on site.

Tonight I began this 24 x 18″ poured watercolor of it.  I can’t wait to get up to my elbows in this composition.  Hopefully I can begin rendering the car tomorrow.  Right now it’s wet, puddly, sloppy, gooey–all of the above.  I used too much water in the mixtures of pigment, and it didn’t take long to turn the entire stretched paper surface into a lake!  I’m going to have to turn out the lights and just let this set up for the night.  Maybe after school tomorrow I can return to it.  I definitely have the itch.   But you know–school.  It’s been a lousy year, trying to find quality time to make art.  If not tomorrow, then perhaps the weekend.

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