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Category Archives: Painting
RV Park, Tillamook
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Yellowstone Memories
1000 miles away and long ago we visited Yellowstone National Park, but the memory of the place is indelible. If it wasn’t so damned far away I’d go more often.
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Water, Falling
Water, Falling is a pun that appeals to architects… Here are couple of old waterfall photos from my archives.
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On the Road, 1970
Painted a couple of days ago – acrylic on 16″ x 12″ canvas board. I have a vague memory of my father painting this same scene 50 years ago. I guess he thought it was picturesque, too.
We scramble up to the top of Mt Temple and wrote our names on a slip of paper that we found inside a small metal box jammed under a rock. I took a few pictures and we left in a hurry as there was a big dark cloud coming our way.
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Meet You in St Louis
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The Flying Florentine
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CANADA 156
Canada Day plein air painting challenge. I rode around on my bike for almost one hour before I saw this old church on a side street. The location was perfect, in the shade and out of the way, so I set up my portable easel and paint box and got to work. I’ve no idea how old this place is, but it has a bland modern church on the front of it, which conceals this lovely older part completely from the main street. Nobody builds in this style today, but I like it better than many contemporary buildings.
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North Head Lighthouse
North Head Lighthouse stands atop a rocky promontory a mile or two north of the Columbia River mouth. Long empty beaches flank the promontory to the north and south, interrupted only by the river that dumps its enormous load of water and sand forming the most dangerous river bar of the entire Pacific coast of the Americas. The Columbia drains an area as large as France, and the currents, waves, wind, and shifting sands at the river mouth create a tempestuous turmoil that has claimed countless boats and ships.
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