I grew up in New Jersey and always loved the western part of the state. The rich history of this area of our country always fascinated me. I always hoped to find some relic of the revolutionary war when walking in the woods. When I grew up many of these small towns near and along the Delaware river still held relics of their historical roots. It is a rare thing in the USA to have so many buildings from so long ago still standing, let alone lived in and used as barns, taverns, inns and homes. So when I traveled back to the area last week to visit family I also decided to take some time to stop and paint .
I lived in the Stockton area of New Jersey for a while. Stockton itself has many historic homes and buildings. This old house was built from stones quarried along the Delaware river. It reminds me of the type of subject the
New Hope School artists painted at the turn of the last century. I have always admired that group of painters. What I like most about their work is that they really captured the light and atmosphere found only in those Delaware river communities. The light is very distinct.
George Sotter
Bucks County Winter Farm House at Night
This painting by George Sotter, one of the New Hope artists, is typical of the buildings along the Delaware. This was painted about 100 years ago when the building were already 150 years old. It is amazing to me that many of these very same homes are still standing.
Here is something fun to try if your ever visit that area. The
( James A. Michener Art Museum )has a web page that gives directions to the sites that artists like Daniel Garber, another favorite American Impressionist painted.
Here's a photo of a spot on the Pennsylvania side that I stopped and decided to paint. This is at Phillips Mill just north of New Hope. This is the Phillips Mill Inn and was probably built around 1750. George Washington and the Continental Army probably ate bread that was made from the wheat milled here.
I did a quick study of the front of the Inn... but I was more excited about the barn in the back.
I was having fun, but the heat of the day was unbearable. Even in the morning it was like 100 degrees. You can't enjoy plein air painting when sweat starts pouring down your pants.
I'm going to paint this scene on a larger canvas... in my air conditioned studio.