En Plein Air, collage/acrylic, 6 x 6
Elizabeth W. Seaver
Julia liked nothing better than to sit by the river and paint the lovely summer greens of the trees and sky tinged water. She always wore her green beret and artist's smock, the universally acknowledged uniform of her profession.
Today she wandered farther than usual, hauling all her gear. The ordinary wouldn't do for a Wednesday. No, today, she wanted to capture something special on her canvas. She walked about a mile along the uneven grassy slope on the left bank. Then, she saw it, the perfect subject for her painting--a rare pink, yellow and purple Virginia elm. She'd heard there was one here somewhere. Best of all, it had yet to drop its music notes for the season.
Julia plopped down on a rock to paint en plein air. As who wouldn't in such a situation.
Julia is not only an intrepid soul, but a good painter. Who else could do a rare pink, yellow and purple Virginia elm justice? Indeed, who else, since the Fauves, will even take it on?
LOVE your work, imagination and creativity. Your work brings lots of happiness to the viewer. Wish I had more time to spend on your site.
Julia is a fauvist, of course--and she didn't even know it! Thanks for your funny comment, Katherine!
Hi, Carol: I'm glad my work makes you happy. That's what I hope it does. I know you are a busy woman! I appreciate your visit.
Does Julia know that in England there is an elusive rose, called the singing rose, it is pure white (well titanium white really) with the edges of the leaves a soft peach. They say that when there is a gentle breeze you can hear the twinkling of notes in the air.Wouldnt is be lovely is if there was one near the beautiful elm tree. Seriously, I love your work and imagination. Charming!
Polly, Julia was completely unaware of that. What a lovely thing--a singing rose. I could get so lost in that idea I might not do any work all day! Thank you so much for sharing that and for commenting. You enriched my life and imagination.
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