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January 14-30, 2019. Punta Gorda Quick Draw Competition and plein air show. The quick draw took place on the 14th. I won the “judge’s award” for my painting of an ice cream shop. The quick draw paintings, as well as paintings artists have done at other times en plein air, will hang at the Punta Gorda Visual Arts Center through January 30. Painting can be purchased in the art center office.
After the first day painting at our rental house, we ventured out to Abiquiu on Tuesday to take a tour of one of Georgia O’Keeffe’s homes.
This was the place she purchased after her husband, Alfred Stieglitz, died. It sits high above a river valley in Abiquiu and has a lovely garden in the back.
Visitors aren’t allowed to take photographs inside the house, so we had to be satisfied with some outside shots.
We learned a lot from our guide and the home’s caretaker, who tagged along behind us. Our guide was very knowledgeable, but I was more interested in what the caretaker had to say as he actually knew O’Keeffe. She was reserved but also had a sense of humor, he said.
After lunch at the Abiquiu Inn, we headed back up the hill to Abiquiu to paint. The town is a private village established through a land grant, so the residents are all descended from the original inhabitants.The town’s centerpiece is the historic Santo Tomas Catholic Church.
Mary found a shady spot to sketch it from in front of the village library. Susan found her shade behind our rented minivan.
I set up nearby, and was happy that I had packed my umbrella, as the sun was very hot.
Eileen painted an old building off the plaza.
Wednesday we headed over to Ghost Ranch.
In O’Keeffe’s day, it was in private hands, It now is owned by the Presbyterian Church.
The compound includes housing, a campground, workshops in various subjects including painting, horseback riding and a paleontology museum. They charge $10 for people who aren’t staying there but want to paint. We took a walk around the grounds to scout out painting locations. After eating lunch in the cafeteria, we got to work.
Eileen picked a location near the art building while Mary, Susan and I chose spots near the main building to paint Pedernal mesa.
Thursday we stopped in Chimayo, a village renowned for handmade woven goods. We admired the rugs and wall hangings in one of the shops, then traveled a little further to El Santuario de Chimayo, a Catholic shrine built in the early 19th century.
Here we set up our easels to paint.
Eileen and I painted from the plaza while Susan and Mary found a shady spot down below near the parking lot.
Friday, we headed back to Ghost Ranch. Mary stayed behind to work on paintings around the casita. We couldn’t blame her as the views were quite stunning.
The prolific Eileen completed two paintings at Ghost Ranch in the time it took me to paint one. My excuse is that I hiked along the river bed until I found a beautiful spot.
Saturday, Susan chose to paint at the casita while Mary, Eileen and I made an all-out effort to take in as much as we could before we left New Mexico for home the next day,
We started out early in the morning to paint views of the river valley near Abiquiu.
Next, we toured some art studios in El Rito, a tiny village-slash artist community east of Espanola.
Finally, we traveled down a rutted, dirt road to the White Place, another favorite spot of O’Keeffe’s. We headed off in different directions and packed it in when the wind got the best of us.
Back at the casita, we decided to have a little show of our work. Here are the paintings we completed during the week:
Three of my friends and I are on a painting trip to New Mexico. We rented a casita near Ghost Ranch, where Georgia O’Keeffe spent many years painting the dramatic landscape.
Susan, Mary, Eileen and I landed in Albuquerque yesterday. We rented a van and flew past Santa Fe on our way north. Our first stop was a restaurant in Espanola where we had some great Mexican food.
We were all quite joyful, especially
Susan. And she hadn’t even had a drink yet. I would have indulged in a Margarita, but I was the driver so sadly had a Coke.
The home we rented overlooks Ghost Ranch and the Abiquiu Reservoir. It is a gorgeous spot, but to get there, we had to travel several miles down an unpaved, rocky road that took us quite a while to navigate. There are several adobe homes on the hills and cliffs. Each one has a spectacular view of the countryside.
We were quite thrilled with our casita, and enjoyed some snacks and wine as the sun set behind the mesa. Eileen and I jumped in the hot tub and watched as the stars made their appearance.
I got up early in the morning and took a little hike around the property. Eileen meanwhile was setting up her easel to paint a view of the water and rock formations.
I decided to hike up the hill above the casita to
paint Pedernal, a narrow mesa in the Jemez Mountains. It was a favorite subject of O’Keeffe’s.
We all had a good day painting:
My painting of the reservoir. There was a little island with some beautiful reflections.
The weather was perfect for yesterday’s paintout in Traverse City. Painters were competing for cash prizes, including a special award for the painting that best depicted the 1960s.
The sponsor of the special award asked classic car owners to situated their cars in front of 60’s era homes. We were given maps to the homes.
The first one I visited seemed perfect with a turquoise Olds Toronado from the 60s in front of a cute aqua bungalow. Three other painters chose the same location. I spent about an hour on the drawing to make sure I got the car right and finished the painting four hours later.
After framing our paintings, we met at the Crooked Tree Arts Council on 6th Street for the wet paint sale. I was thrilled to win the special 60s award. The homeowner, who couldn’t attend, had sent his dad to buy the painting, but he was too late, as the owner of the Olds had already purchased it.
The streets of Punta Gorda were packed on St. Patrick’s Day as a group of us set up our easels to paint the activity. The Irish festival fell on the same night as the monthly art walk, and an antique car show gave visitors even more to see. I selected a crowded bar to paint. I had painted it once before, but wanted to do a better job capturing the energy and drama of the bar’s outdoor patio on a warm spring night.
My sister-in-law, Sharon, is an art teacher in Michigan. When she came to visit recently, we decided to join the Lee Plein Air painters in old Bonita Springs to paint at Riverside Park. We selected a shady spot on Island Park, a short walk across a foot bridge over the Imperial River. The park also features some old fishing shacks that were relocated near the railroad tracks. Both of us painted the bridge and the lovely scene along the river. I decided my painting needed more darks, which I added when I got home.