Maybe it pays to get out and paint at different times of the day. Normally I’m home at this time (exhausted from yardwork, cooking dinner) but I had to meet somebody over in East Jordan. “Promptness freak” that I am, I set out hours early. Threw my paints into the car and took off.
Just west of Ellsworth there’s a fabulous seasonal road: Forest Hill Road. It’s surrounded by massive cornfields and thick maple woods. Very hilly. Not a road for fancy sports cars. I found a great pull-off area. And there it was: a view with a WOW factor. Definitely had to paint it.
A chilly, stiff breeze made it challenging to paint narrow, straight rows. A fat, obviously corn-fed squirrel waddled past. In the distance a giant tractor lumbered along, throwing up clouds of dust. I thought of artist Jamie Wyeth. He’d probably live this spot, too.
Here’s my setup:
Margie Guyot Art 
This painting made me wonder, “Does Margie just paint anything she likes? Is so, does it sell? Or does Margie tring to choose scenes she knows will sell?”
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I always try to paint things that I like. They need a “wow factor”. Sometimes they sell; sometimes they don’t. Enough of them sell to pay for my art supplies. I refuse to paint what I consider boring or trite (such as barns, the Charlevoix light house, boats on the water, etc.). Painting boring things is too much like a JOB!
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fat flat rows of oil. empty shapes of color. just a push into abstraction; I double dare you. add one more admirer jim gibbons
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fat flat rows of oil. empty shapes of color. just a push into abstraction; I double dare you. add one more admirer jim gibbons
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fat flat rows of oil. empty shapes of color. just a push into abstraction; I double dare you. add one more admirer jim gibbons
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