Showing posts with label Penobscot Bay. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Penobscot Bay. Show all posts

Friday, December 14, 2018

Farnsworth. Bell Ringers And A Crankie

Festive Holiday doings during the Farnsworth Art Museum's
seasonal Share the Wonder events.
First, a concert by the Penobscot Ringers,a handbell ensemble. 
It was music of the angels & had
a number of us in the audience crying for the beauty of it all!
Such beauty in the midst of some real ugliness in the world.
 After the concert, a lecture by Annie Bailey,
creator of a rotating storytelling mural for the Museum's 
front window. It tells about Maine heroine,
Abbie Burgess, a 16 year old who tended 
The Matinicus Rock Light & took care of her family
during a raging storm in 1856.
Her father, the lighthouse keeper, had gone to the mainland
for supplies, but could not get back for 4 weeks!

Bailey said she chose Abbie as a symbol
of focus of in a time of chaos.  
Something that is needed in these times too.     

(This photo of 1 scene doesn't show the mural's true size
& the window picked up reflections. But...)
The scroll's height is 4 ft. & one full rotation is 60 ft. 
The scroll, called a "Crankie", moves between 2 spools 
by way of a bicycle chain mechanism created by Andrew White. 
Bailey collaborated with a number of people 
to make this project work, & she has studied the Crankies 
of the 19th century.
There was, as with all original projects, 
trial & failure before final successes.

(I'm hoping the mural will stay up beyond its Jan. close date.) 

Friday, April 27, 2018

Sketchers Go Downeast


 
Sketchers went Downeast, to Stonington. Field Trip!!
Sketchbook Wandering!

 
 I got to ride in the back seat...
Quick impressions on the road to Deer Isle. 
Last chance to enjoy tree branches as buds are sprouting.

I got car sick from all the curves & hills, but it was worth it!

 
Glimpses drawn from imagination & memory.
In the sketchbook, not on watercolor paper...
Low tide.

If I could sum the voyage up in word, it would be: BLUE!
Blue & breezes & springtime sun, 
replacing frozen grays of winter.
On the way home we stopped on top of Caterpillar Hill,
and looked out across the Bay! So often I have looked out to 
Caterpillar Hill from my home on the mainland! Amazing!

Wednesday, December 20, 2017

Filling the Air With Christmas

 
 Greetings 
during the season of long nights
when we fill our coastal villages with
Colored Lights, 
Santas, 
Wreaths All Red and Green, 
Decorated Evergreen Trees, 
Fake Candles and~~ Sales. Lots of Sales!

Music on the radio and in shops 
fills quiet air with songs
 Jingle Bell Rock and Silver Bells,
White Christmas and Winter Wonderland...
Meanwhile I take a break,
stopping for a cup of hot soup  
in the back café of 
Beyond the Sea at Lincolnville Beach. 
I stare out the back window and sketch...
Only quiet colors here,
 of a low tide 
where the sand meets the woods beyond...
Those are ducks...
They are slower and quieter than people 
at this time of year...

May you have a serene holiday season...R.

Tuesday, August 8, 2017

Blue Skies, Gray Skies, Rainbow Skies

There's a song (my favorite version is by Willie Nelson) : 
"Blue Skies, smiling at me. Nothing but Blue Skies, do I see...

 ...Nothing but Blue Skies from Now on."

A fast sketch of a Blue Sky Day at our City Park.
But one of my most memorable experiences this summer was not of blue skies at all! 
I watched, from the top Mount Battie, a storm as it moved in over the Bay. 
Then it moved in over me, punctuated by one big thunder clap!
I ran to the car for shelter & started sketching!
To the northwest, from the same spot, 
I saw Blue Skies & puffy clouds at the very same time that 
the storm was gray & wet to the east!!
At the end of the storm, still no Blue Skies. 
But, that was fine by me!

Going north, I drove up my other favorite mountaintop.
Rain again, this time raining right on my car. 
But a few feet from me the trees were sunlit & casting shadows!
I have heard that this is called a "sun shower".
I waited for the miracle that I knew was to appear.
Driving down the mountain, another stunning view.
I stopped to sketch from the car, right in the road. 
A park official stopped to ask me if everything was all right. 
I knew he meant that I should move out of the road. 
I told him that I just wanted to finish my quick sketch...
"Can I have just a few minutes more, sir?"  

Blues skies, gray skies, rainbow skies...from now on...

Wednesday, June 7, 2017

Urban Sketch Group Waterfront


Our 2nd excursion with the Urban Sketch Group.
A Hometown, Downhome day, on our waterfront. 
We didn't need to wander far from town for this pleasure.

I sat in the protective shade of the Gazebo, 
on a blue sea breeze, sun filled cloudless day.
 My warm up drawing (not shown here)
 was of two cabin cruisers, 
an interesting challenge in perspective & proportion, 
but in the end not a scene that moved me.


Two of us stayed on,after the group was done 
& "fell to" silently, drawing & painting, 
separate but in good company. 
We talked about our attraction to water 
& how lucky we are to be here.

Tuesday, March 21, 2017

The Mountaintop in February


 The mountaintop to which I return often...
"Where the mountains meet the sea..."

Two sketches from the same spot,
but on two different February mornings.
I went there to breathe....
Now I go back to celebrate.
Spring has more meaning this year.

Friday, October 21, 2016

Autumn Changes


Changes as October hurries on. 
The leaves, blow & fly these days. 
Trees are  are partially dressed, 
arms & fingers revealing themselves more each day. 
Above, a sketch based partly on a summer photo 
of Somes Sound, Mount Desert Island, 
and partly (mostly) on memory. 
In the scene above, the trees are still
wearing their September coats. 
Completely from memory, 
that high spot I described 2 posts ago, 
on my way East, Augusta to Belfast by the horse farm.

PS. I replaced the sketch that was originally 
in the previous post.
Do scroll down to check it out...
A sketch of a sketch, the original served 
as a good reference for this one.
My own changes:
Creating more from memory,
 looking into my mind more.
I feel the change coming on of moving inward,
to a more private place. 
I have the intention to not post here for awhile...
On verra, we shall see...
I am hearing: "Follow your Heart," 
express your authentic self,
in the midst of so many distractions out there.

Wednesday, August 31, 2016

Acadia Accordion Sketchbook 2

 
It was still high tourist season on Mount Desert Island but a friend & I drove over anyway. 
We found a few quiet places for sketching.

  I added 2 more panels to my Acadia accordion sketchbook (Moleskine). 
(first featured in a post on June 20)

There are still many blank pages to fill. 
And hopefully many more occasions to visit this beloved place.

What are the places to which you love to return? 

Saturday, August 13, 2016

Place of Bliss

Do you have a place (places) of happiness & bliss?
Of serenity, appreciation, & awe for this world?
A refuge, a spot you can't wait to return to?
Can one be truly & deeply in love with a place?
I believe that I bring to the worldly places 
a serenity that is within myself. Still, some places
just fill my heart...

Above: My 4 X 6" book with the plain paper was the only one
I remembered to bring. 
I learn that I don't always need fancy materials 
to experience the process of observing & recording...
(Though I was grateful I remembered 
my nice watercolor box
and a brush!)

Monday, August 8, 2016

Watercolor Sketches, Going Back In


Some one in our Sketchers Group said that watercolor is less forgiving than oils. True. But I'm learning that one can go in & modify. Above, a cloudy, rainy scene on a Maine pond. Originally the sketch was too vividly colored. I went in with a wet paper towel & softened up some parts.
This Camden Library Reading Room sketch kept bugging me. I realized that the blues were too intense & unnatural. Again, I went in with a wet brush & a wet towel & lightened them. Now it brings back nicely the memory of that day. See the tops of the windjammer masts? Unique location has that Camden Library!
 The grasses in this memory sketch originally had a weird silhouette. 
I went in lifting some blues & then adding color.

We had our 5th monthly sketch group meeting this morning. 
I get so inspired by the different journals, by the different processes, 
and by the enthusiasm & stories of the participants. 
I'm grateful to our public library for hosting us, & I'm
just plain grateful that I get to do & share this fun thing in life!



Monday, July 25, 2016

Evening Sketches by the Bay


Late afternoons, early evenings on the nearby mountaintop. 
There are some tourists. They are happy to be here. 
I go for solitude, but I like meeting people from other places.
I name some of the islands & distant mountains for them.
Sharing what I know, it isn't much, but we all enjoy it.

Another little known place, a small rock & shell beach.
My companion started packing up to leave 
just as I began drawing this one. 
It was an incomplete vignette, but after I added color from memory, 
I liked the resulting simplicity.






Saturday, July 23, 2016

Coast of Maine Art Workshops

This coast of Maine attracts many painting workshops which attract many summer vacationers. They come from Massachusetts. Pennsyvania. Indiana. Alabama. Canada...How lucky I am to live here! I am so in love with "my" midcoast Maine!!
I attended a day of a class of Mel Stabin. I was thrilled that the location that day was "my" Camden. In the afternoon, after painting a harbor scene, I sought refuge from the heat in "my" library, the place where I often do my ink & color sketches, usually of people (see previous post). How fun to try a painted sketch this time, & larger, trying to apply some of what Stabin had demonstrated in the morning. And how uncertain too...
 After I got home I experimented more, on a small scale. No drawing, just seeing what the paint and the brush were up to. I am trying to work more with wet on wet which is what watercolor does best. Stabin says let it play...Let IT decide. A curious interplay between control & letting go of control.

Friday, June 24, 2016

Doing "Nothing" on the Seaside Deck

I recently went back to the inn at Spruce Head for a night (after having been there on June 4 (backtrack to the post of June 8.)  I returned so I could sit again on the shaded deck & gaze, & smell the flowers & feel the sea breeze. And to sink into the quiet & peaceful rhythms of the tides & the seabirds & the light & the changing colors. The sketch above is actually a sketch drawn after I got back home. It was based on the rather scribbly & energetic sketch, below.
The difference is interesting to me. 
Below is the first sketch from the previous visit, also different.
Each one is my true impression, but none are attempts at accurate drawing. Sometime I would like to make some accurate  studies of landscapes using perspective among other techniques. But, these sketches are just my way of using my journal to observe & to connect with a place where I love lingering. They are almost an excuse to be able to sit & do "nothing"...

Monday, June 20, 2016

Acadia National Park: Love All Over Again


Acadia National Park is turning 100 years old. I started a new Moleskine accordion in her honor. I'm going back as soon as I can to fill a few more pages. 
I first fell in love with Acadia in 1968, when I hitchiked to Bar Harbor from Orono with a friend. My last visit was recent, & there have been many, many visits inbetween. There were different eras, different companions, different activities, different seasons, & different me's. Each time I grow more deeply in love, each time there is so much more to explore & so much to revisit. How can it be that two million tourists visit each year, & yet it feels so intimately like my own special place?
I'm not 100, but I am delighted to be growing older with Acadia. I am seeing changes, one of which is more of a focus on preservation with the involvement of newer, younger stewards. The Park needs continued loving care. They say that the current generation of young people is more connected to technology than to nature. However, we did see some delightful families, enjoying the magic. The Park also presents some wonderful Jr. Ranger & Explorer programs for kids.
A little about the sketching process: The new Rigger's Bag (from Hamilton Marine in Searsport) sat on my 3 legged folding stool while I stood to draw. Best arrangement I've found so far!! It also works in the car & has made a difference for me to be able to spontaneously stop & sketch with watercolor more often. 

Tuesday, June 14, 2016

It's Lupine Time in Maine



Every year in June, I gaze at lupines, lupines & more lupines out my back windows. I take many photos at different times of day because their hues & intensities change according to the light & weather, and because I know that these violet colors are only here briefly. But, it wasn't until I finally did the little painting that I felt I really saw them as I searched for lupine paint colors, as I danced my brush in lupine strokes.
The photos do capture a more accurate image, I suppose. What is striking about fields of lupines is their amazing violet color bands, set off by contrasting colors. The blossoms are beginning to turn to seed, but then the seeds will pop & fly & more lupines will appear next year! 
These lupines were at the Craignair Inn in Spruce Head, just at the edge of Penobscot Bay. It's a lovely & typical midcoast Maine wildflower scene. Yellow buttercups are more plentiful than ever this year, or is it that I'm just seeing them more?

Wednesday, June 8, 2016

Spruce Head, Maine


I had a lovely vantage point for watercolor sketching 
from the deck of the Craignair Inn. 
I was at a French Immersion workshop at Spruce Head.
(Those are purple lupines in the foreground: 
Do you know Miss Rumphius by Barbara Cooney?)
My "studio" ~ Note my new "Riggers Bag",
 bought at Hamilton Marine in Rockland. 
An artist at Camden's Rockport Blueprint had recommended it. 
Shop local! 
The fog rolled in at times...cool, sweet & soft...

The 4 sketches below are in the smaller Moleskine,
the 2 above are in the larger Moleskine watercolor book.
Some people used a free period to go
 for an after-lunch walk. I stayed on the deck. 
During a walking "treasure hunt" activity en français,
 on the nearby small island, (joined to Spruce Head by 
what I think is a natural walking bridge), 
stayed on the deck because of my aversion to ticks &
because of my sun sensitive skin. 
And, because, 
it was my lovely vantage point for watercolor sketching!
 
Lovely gardens surround the inn. It was
hard to tell if they are cultivated or wild. 

 
A little stone elf & stone flower greet you near the entrance.

Even though it was just for the day, it was a perfect vacation~ French, art, and the Maine Coast!