The view of this cove... infamous and named for the prominent "boot-legging" role and its hard-to-find location during the Prohibition years has a mystique and unique presence which never fails to motivate me personally... in any season. I have painted there in each of the four seasons and each presents a new view to be painted. Ironically, the island around which the cove water flows... is called Virgin Island. On the outside point facing southward there is a pale blue niche which houses none other than... "the Blessed Virgin". That statue is a well known river marker for all boaters and adds a sacrilegious historical bit o' flavour to local river lore! Sacrimental wine.... per chance??? HA HA!!
Here in summer cottaging season... lots of noisy goings on at this time. Note the Virgin's niche on the cliff to the left.
January solitude... just "Me"... My Self... God... and "I"... hiking about and painting... together!
Paul had to depart for home early on Sunday afternoon on his long road trip back to Rochester... so the foray was cut short... for me at least. I had selected a larger 16x20 inch canvas... because I knew that the colour was unlikely to remain "up" much longer. The scene was perfect.
It rained lightly for about an hour... but we had purposely set up under a dense, heavy overhead cluster of mature white pines. No rain ever managed to get to us... but the wind and water played havoc with the water's surface and it kept changing every few seconds. Very distracting... when the entire foreground is entirely dominated by the current and deep green reflected shadows. We decided to call it a day after it became obvious to us that things would not be settling down... and the clock was running short for Paul to get off to a reasonable start back home. We took some reference pictures... to perhaps work from later.
After I had my breakfast on Monday morning... I couldn't resist havin' another go at the scene. The light was almost the same as Sunday's... so I headed back to the Park... primed for action. Once again... I found the zone quickly and everything seem to fall into place without any difficulties. In fact... there was a complete mirror reflection of the scene... making translation of shadows and water movement a cinch. I finished within an hour... and left the site completely pleased and satisfied with the painting. I much prefer to paint from life rather than from photos. Nature tells it... "as it is"... and all of my senses are aroused simultaneously. For me... my painting response is guided by the other stimuli... as much as the visual information lying before me.
I will close out this post by including the photo reference... along with my painted impression. You be the judge and jury. Did I hit the mark??
Your call Friends!
Here's our selected site... as I encountered it on the second go....
Here's my first go... lacking sharpness...
Completed canvas on day two
"Between Showers... Smuggler's Cove" - oil on canvas 16 x 20 inches
Busy at it... "in the Flow"
"He leadeth me beside still waters... it restoreth my soul..."
Good Painting ... to ALL!!!
BOOO!.... Happy Hallowe'en Friends!
I stumbled upon this artful jack-o-lantern a few days back. It speaks of someone looking beyond whatever the rest o' the "herd" does. Step up... and be brave. Dare to Dream! "You"... and the world will be better fort it!