 Last week I set out into the world hoping to get some plein air painting done.  I had intended to paint a particular field,  one that I had driven past on my move up here, but I missed my exit.  Instead I ended up near the Willamette River, which I figured was for the best.  After all, it was an adventure, wasn't it?
Last week I set out into the world hoping to get some plein air painting done.  I had intended to paint a particular field,  one that I had driven past on my move up here, but I missed my exit.  Instead I ended up near the Willamette River, which I figured was for the best.  After all, it was an adventure, wasn't it?
Though they were entertaining and abundant, I resisted the urge to include the jet-skiers wake-boarders and focused on the humorously named Goat Island.
Goat island.
3 1/2" x 5 1/4". Oil on linen.
 And when that was finished I turned 180 degrees and painted what was behind me.  This painting was done with more urgency as the light was changing rapidly, and I was now racing the setting sun.  But I think I pulled it out and I walked away with another delightful little study.
And when that was finished I turned 180 degrees and painted what was behind me.  This painting was done with more urgency as the light was changing rapidly, and I was now racing the setting sun.  But I think I pulled it out and I walked away with another delightful little study.
Northward Willamette.
3 1/2" x 5 1/4". Oil on linen.
 
 
 

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