Friday, December 28, 2012
We had a glorious day enjoying the vistas of San Pablo Bay, in the vicinity of Pinole. Railroad tracks follow the coastline here, so Keith was able to watch trains while I painted - a perfect combination! The scenery is just stunning and well worth the drive.
Sitting on the platform at Martinez Station was interesting. It seemed totally dead and quiet with no-one around. Then a train pulled in and suddenly I was surrounded by hordes of people all wheeling suitcases. I was so absorbed in my painting that I have no idea if they got off the train, or if they emerged from some warm waiting room to catch the train!
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
|Stanford Notice Board in the rain|
We had a warming respite in the cafeteria over lunch, and enjoyed the yummy chocolates Rajit brought along to share. Then back out into the cold - and now rain! I was intent on going home, but the notice board grabbed me on the way out and I had to paint it. I got a decent view of it from a fairly sheltered doorway. Returning to the car I had to carry my sketchbook under a towel because the paint was still well and I didn't want the rain to wash it off.
|Meditation in the Quad|
Thursday, December 6, 2012
|Workers in the fields|
We had a nice mix of sunshine and clouds for our visit to Wilder Ranch. (caught a glimpse of the sea from the parking lot, but didn't have time to walk over there!) I had the most productive paintsite ever, doing four scribbly drawings and three little paintings.
People brought a great mix of yummy desserts to share so we were able to pig out at lunchtime. What fun!
|Our little group of painters|
|Rusty baler in the field|
|Horses at Wilder Ranch (I need some new pens, these are drying up!)|
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
What a great day. The rain stayed off long enough for us to do some painting and get in an exciting little hike! We saw some wild boar (a "sounder" I think is the collective term). There were quite a few of them and they can move surprisingly quickly - certainly scared the heck out of us! What a mess they make too, roto-tilling huge areas of the park in their search for food. Their little piggy footprints were everywhere.