Last week started with more economic bad news for all of us - the stock market and all that business. Then, one of my galleries here in Omaha closed. The good news is I learned I had two pieces accepted into the Salon International 2009 show this year. It will be at the Greenhouse Gallery in San Antonio, TX in May.
No worries! We left the cold of the Midwest for sunny Florida for a week. More good times as my art show companion/wife and I flew to Naples, Florida, for the opening of the International Guild of Realism show at the (Weatherburn Gallery) and a few days in the sunshine. Naples is like the Hollywood of the east coast... no economic problems in that town.The gallery was just around the corner. People actually live in those condos!
After the business of the show, we parted ways, and my research assistant/wife and I drove up the coast to stay a few days in Fort Myers, FL. Here, I attempted to sketch some shrimp boats as the sun went down. As you can see I wasn't fast enough. ( but can you believe I tried a watercolor/acrylic plein air painting?)
This was a sketch the following evening. This view is just outside our room. Again the painting gods were playing with me. I got this far, and the sky went gray and dark with storm clouds. That night all the power went out on the island.
Here's a better look at what I started with. This was just before the sky turned dark purple gray.
So, now I am back sitting in my cold Omaha studio trying to remember the sunshine so I can put it in this painting.
16"x20" oil on canvas
The day we returned home, we received news that the kindred spirits we had met, Bob and Paulette, were killed in a (traffic accident) the night following the show. This is the kind of news that spreads through your body in a slow wave of disbelief, followed by sorrow and pain. These were the kind of people you always hope you will meet - funny, warm and genuinely in love with each other and with life. The one bright note I hold onto is that I am so grateful for having met them. Our prayers and thoughts go out to their family.