Painting #64: Where the Wild Things Are. (Finished.)

I think this painting is super odd - just because the styling seems very unusual for me. I'm thinking of this as an "exercise painting" in the practice of light, dark, and depth. 

Painting #64: Where the Wild Things Are. (Preview so far.)

Here are some terrible pictures of what I have done so far. I still want to add leaves, birds, and I really want to do something else with the background - either darken it up more with pinpricks of light here or there or leave it. We will see... it normally does what it wants. I'm going to have this done probably on Sunday.

Old Sheldon Church Ruins.

I don't know why, but I love abandoned places and ruins. I have wanted to visit the Old Sheldon Church for years, and I'm glad I finally got to see it on Monday. It is located in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by huge oak trees covered in Spanish moss with gravestones encircling it. This church has seen the Revolutionary War and the Civil War up close and personal - the British and the Yankees both sought to destroy it. It's a little eerie, as you can still see the evidence of fire damage on the bricks.

There's also a great website for abandoned places around the world, great photography: http://abandonedplaces.livejournal.com/

All good things come to an end.

So today I took down my art at City Lights Cafe. Which was super awkward because there was only one person in there, and she was crying over her coffee. But mainly, she was sitting and crying right in front of most of my art so I did my best to work around that. Anyway, I have absolutely no room for any of these paintings. They will sit in my car - a few will be painted over and reused. So if anyone out there in bloggerland would like a free painting - I will literally ship it to you no charge - let me know which one you want!

Painting #64: Where the Wild Things Are. (Preview.)

Painting light is not easy!

Painting #64: Where the Wild Things Are. (Unfinished Sneak Peak.)

At around 10 p.m last night Winnie asked to be taken out in the pouring rain and pitch black, so what else could I do? Say no to this face?

 or this face? 

Anyway, I don't normally walk around my neighborhood at night, and on one street I noticed this street lamp nestled into a beautiful tree. 

Now I know there is nothing unusual or significant about a street lamp next to a tree, but for some reason I saw a painting of a giant tree, next to a tiny lamp post - in almost a fairy tale kind of surreal style. 

Thus the very bare outline for my next painting. 

Painting #63: Rose Tinted Waves. (Updated Picture.)

Here's a better picture of my new painting.