This little plein air piece was done at the Jones' camp lake while meeting with a group of women artists. It's a little unfinished looking, but there's something that I like about it. More of my artwork can be seen on my
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I did these while spending a week with the family at Lake Winnepesaukee in July. I used my Sensu brush/ stylist (except on the last one, where I used my fingers—you can totally tell) with the Artrage app on my iPad.
I loved watching the water and sky at different times of day and in different weather. The colors changed so dramatically in a short space of time.
Which one is your favorite?
For more of my iPad artwork, click here, here, and here. Anybody have any experience with making fine prints of your digital work? I’d love to know what worked for you.
Copyright 2013 Emily Smith Pearce
My family and I each made photo collages for my Dad's funeral. I had a little fun with mine, adding some good, funny memories. I'll let this speak for itself....
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Just a little guy I’m working on for something.
Though I grew up in a beach town, I’m not that much of a beach person. On a hot summer day, though, I can see it’s attraction!
I spent a little time this past week with friends in St. Donat, Quebec (on Lac Archambault), courtesy of a good friend and her daughter & son-in-law (Thanks, guys!) . Yeah, as you can see from the looks of the place, we were really roughing it (rolls eyes). Hee! This is a view from the dock, looking back at the house. I went a little “I’m still young, man!” on a trampoline (tried to do flips; whip-lashed my neck; consumed Motrin for a few days). But the half-hour in the jacuzzi took my mind off off the pain. The best part was the conversations we all had: rich, deep, spiritual talks about who and where we are in our lives. I’m still amazed at coming together with people I’ve never met and walking away with how awesome people are as we traverse life.
Aren’t I the reflective one!
Speaking of reflective (That’s a segway to the water, there: water…reflection. I know you got it on your own. Sorry. : ), here’s a sketch looking the other way from the dock…across the lake. Hopefully this will kick-start me into doing more sketching. I have been too far removed from art, sketching, etc. for so long. Come back, art muse…Come back..!
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Mistress of the Glade
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A Divine Mistress
In Nature's pieces still I see Some error that might mended be; Something my wish could still remove, Alter or add; but my fair love Was fram'd by hands far more divine, For she hath every beauteous line: Yet I had been far happier, Had Nature, that made me, made her. Then likeness might (that love creates) Have made her love what now she hates; Yet I confess I cannot spare From her just shape the smallest hair; Nor need I beg from all the store Of heaven for her one beauty more. She hath too much divinity for me: You gods, teach her some more humanity.
~ by Thomas Carew
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Sunny hours in winter are hard to come by here in northern Germany. One thing that helps is my almost daily walks by the Machsee (mach is pronounced MOSH as in mosh pit. See is pronounced SAY, approximately). It’s always good to get some fresh air and exercise, and it’s on these walks that I see how beautiful winter’s gray, stark landscape can be.
The first picture above is from a day when it was raining on top of the frozen lake, giving this great moodiness and wonderful reflections. One thing I’ve noticed about gray is that it allows the subtlest colors to show off. On this day the ice looked a soft turquoise and the sky a yellowy-pink next to purplish clouds.
This one was taken on a foggy day when it seemed some mystical being might travel across the ice our way.
Here below is the ice from that day, looking blue and brown and wounded:
Same landscape, slightly more light, and hey, what’s that patch of blue?
And here above, sunshine! The yellowish color of these bare branches just glows up against the ice.
Luckily we’re getting a little more sunshine in these parts this week, and the daylight hours are increasing.
2 Comments on German Winter Light, or Lack Thereof, last added: 2/23/2011
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I thought all of the paintings looked nice. I’m still not exactly sure how you are doing these paintings.
GD Bob
Wow
Emily those are beautiful. I especially like the first and second ones. You did a great job capturing the million dollar view. Love, Aunt Joyce
Thanks, Aunt Joyce!
Thank you, and sometime I will show you!