Paul the impressionist

Just being mean cuz it's funny:

One morning Paul the impressionist got up, looked out the window at the bright, forest-green, sky and decided that today, he would paint a farmhouse.

Near the Yalden Sundial in Woods Hole

 

I am liking trees.

Sun behind Wind-Bent Cherry Trees. Carey Lane, Falmouth

Have to admit, I am enchanted with trying to portray the sun behind a tree. Went to Carey Lane, knowing the trees here are always worth drawing.

Intention vs reality

I went back to look at a tree by the ferry dock that I looked at yesterday. I was taken by the different colors of the leaves, whether in shadow, backed by sunlight, or in between. I thought I'd take a stab at drawing it but found I had left my pencil at home. So I borrowed a pen. The main beautiful thing was the sun behind the tree and the openness of the loading docks below. Lacking the tools and the necessary skills I had to greatly lower the brightness level of the sky and ground in order to bring out the sun behind the tree. So, with apologies for losing the colors:

It might as well be moonlight. See the doggie?

Trees at Flume Pond

Just before the pandemic, I ate mushrooms a couple times in an attempt to kick my mind into a different place - specifically, with my art. The second time, by myself, I did about twenty five sketches, starting in the little bit of sacred woods at Flume Pond. If you don't look too closely, the 2nd and 3rd are realistic.

Man in a Pink Shirt at Old Stone Dock

 

Pigeons and SUV at Old Stone Dock