Toss The Plans
Sometimes it's best to throw away the plans.
A few weeks back my friend, Diane Nelson-Gold and I got together to go to Santa Paula to paint. It's a long drive but there was a chance we could find some suitable studies and reference photos for an upcoming exhibit opportunity. We always have fun together. I love talking about painting with Diane. She's fun and social and I get to hear all about what some of my friends are doing -- even though I don't see them. We also do a lot of talking about art and life.
I had a list of places to paint that my friend, Laura Wambsgans, and I had gathered from a previous visit. The California Art Club had thought they would have a paint out up that way, but it never came to pass. So I took the list of suggested places with me.
Diane, however, let her adventurous spirit take over and headed off-plan once we got into the Santa Paula area -- after all, - she was driving! I didn't object. We were enjoying our conversations and we stopped at a bunch of "likely spots" to explore. We drove through nearby Fillmore and noted that there was a flower festival coming up in April or May. None of the spots we stopped in to explore, however, really grabbed us until we were heading back toward one of those spots on our original list.
We were driving along one of the ubiquitous roads surrounded by citrus and avocado that wind through the countryside when we spotted a flower farm. We decided to stop and explore. While we were exploring the rows of flowers and the many hot tents of flowers, we looked up and saw that a truck was trying to enter the farm -- AND WE HAD PARKED RIGHT ACROSS THE ENTRANCE!! OOPS...
Thinking we were going to get yelled at and tossed off of the property by a very angry farmer, we hurried back to the car to move it. However, the flower grower, who was named Robert, was good-natured and, we found after a lively conversation, loved his farm, his flowers and his life. He told exuberant stories and shared his grateful feelings about his fields and his life. He even let us return to the middle of his flower farm to paint... (as long as we promised not to break a leg or something.)
We each spent the rest of the day in heavenly contentment as we painted our paintings and shared our day in the middle of Robert's flower field.
I decided to call this little painting
"Robert's Gratitude"
(And yes, Russell Black, I did do a 3 value sketch before I started blocking it in. I've been doing that with all of my plein air work over the last few weeks..... I think the hardest part of doing that isn't really getting the values right, but simplifying the masses so that there aren't too many shapes.)
Both Diane and I feel very thankful for our ability to get outside to see and enjoy the beautiful gifts of nature. We, also feel gratitude.













