Thursday, March 08, 2007

Daily Painting Practice - A Walk in the Park - completed

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Walk in the Park
Bemis Hill Park, Omaha

oil on canvas

Finally finished! ...celebrate, celebrate dance to the music...
The lesson here is to keep plugging away and listen to those who keep telling you "be bolder... more detail.... be bolder!"

For those of you who are new to this blog. I have posted the progress of this particular painting several times since I first sketched the idea in October or early November. The last time was (Feb 8th).

Ok, so my February painting wasn't completed until March. It still feels good to check it off the list. Time to develop an idea and composition for the next large painting. I may need a trip to the thrift store.


Daniela Lot said...

Wow, this is gorgeous!

I like your paintings a lot :)

Cheryl said...

Peter -

You do beautiful work! I love this picture!
Long lost Cousin-in-Law -

Anonymous said...

This one looks like a Thomas Kinkade painting. That can be good or bad I suppose depending on how you feel about Kinkade. I really enjoy your brushwork in the small paintings, and the Omaha Music Maker.

mbcorso said...

Congratulations! This work is well done. The path leads you through the picture, but the symmetry of the two benches brings you back there. I can't decide if it is early in the morning with a mist or later in the day, but that's good! Keep the viewer guessing. Excellent large piece. Actually, Emille Gruppe said it was much easier to paint a large painting because you weren't picking at details.
I'll be anxious to know just what your next large subject will be and I hope you sell this one for a good price to a happy buyer.

Anonymous said...

I love this one! I saved it on my computer desktop!

Anonymous said...

Your painting is wonderful. Is it for sale?

Peter Yesis said...

Yes Becky this is for sale. Contact me via Email. If you want more information. Thanks

Anonymous said...

This painting inspired a poem.

Crunch, crunch, crunch, Red, yellow, brown
Children kicking their feet, another parachutes down
Oaks and Maples, crackle and swirl
A dog, a Frisbee - a young boy and his girl

The smell, the sound - a trail in the park
A bench, a lake - getting back before dark
Poor knees, an old back – a memory gone by
Laughter, sadness – a tear with no eye

Russ Duker