A "Journal of Paintings" by Jon Conkey,
Themeworks was a "one-year-long" record of my progress in the art of "oil painting", and an attempt to paint 365 paintings in one year. Changing the monthly theme allowed me to focus on subjects I may not have otherwise painted. As an artist, I was looking for discovery and breakthroughs in my works through this daily practice. Themeworks is finished, my new blog is http://studioasturias.blogspot.com, accessed from my profile page.
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
# 61 Storm Clouds
This is the last of May's landscapes, tommorrow, a new theme: I still haven't decided what it will be, but some good ideas are coming to me. JLC
Dramatic lighting only for a moment on Paseo del Norte. One more day left this month, I really need to keep doing landcscapes to be ready for Easton's Plein Air event, I guess a clever theme will hit me over night. JLC
This view is a mile or so further up the trail from my last post, which is a few miles out from the rest area. I keep wanting to see what is around the next bend, but the day wears short on foot; a mountain bike would be a smart way to get around out here. JLC
Glowing like turquoise, this gorge is an artist's mecca. I discovered the immense potential of this place from the work of photographer Carolyn Lake of Taos, NM. JLC
In the area I live, there are many old adobe structures, some have been maintained for centuries by the same families, some are just dissolving into the ground and there owners forgotten. One thing is certain, there aren't many places like this left in the USA. JLC
This painting's location is about 20 feet in front of the "# 50 Mora River Falls painting, it is amazing what a few feet and a different day bring forth as far as colours. JLC
These Willow trees like to grow near the banks of the river, this fertile valley at one time was the bread basket of the state. Mora was founded in the 1500's by Coronado. JLC
On the high road to Taos from Chimayo, the road passes by Trampas, a tiny village and adobe church, along the way. These old adobe churches are the historic foundations of many small communities in New Mexico. JLC
Wild mustangs frequent this place to graze and drink from the pond. The absinthe green grass soothes the eye during the day, and looks like a glowing mint green sea under a full moon. JLC
Here is just one the many access points to view the Rio Grande Gorge: in similiar fashion to the Grand Canyon, it is much larger than it looks. JLC SOLD
This nocturne was very surreal with a rainbow around the moon, strangely lit lenticular clouds, some mountains in the light ,some not, and Venus just floating by as a witness. JLC
This place is an old farmer's water supply fed by a nearby creek. The "secret" location makes it a great spot to picnic, paint, or to just relax while listening to the flowing water with the canyon wind wisping through the trees. JLC
Our upper meadow is a painters dream with so many locations to paint. The little tree in front is a Red Juniper the others Blue Spruce; their forms are very distinct. Capturing the individual character of plants and trees with a brushstroke is a big part of the difficulty in plein air painting, it soon becomes a lifetime study in itself. JLC
One of the many fruits of living in the mountains is finding these secluded spots. This quick study shows the rich contrast of light and dark in a beautiful natural setting. JLC
These big clouds have been blowing by for the last couple of days: after venturing up to the top of the mountain today to paint, rain kept threatening me; so back down I came, this was painted from my studio window looking due south across the valley. JLC
This meadow is frequent fodder for my paintings, shown here today with the late afternoon long shadows and the hazy light of the distant mountain canyons. JLC
***May 2006's theme is "Landscapes"; after seeing so many wonderful settings to paint, the call of nature wins out; studying the textures of nature I find exceptionally challenging: spring flowers have come late this year so I will paint them another month.... One day after crossing the John Dunn Bridge, and then driving north for about 20 miles on a dirt road in the middle of nowhere, these pink and blue mountains appeared with the afternoon sun. JLC