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The Winding River
Oil on panel, 8x10 |
I began this painting en plein air on the banks of the Bennett Spring. The area is so beautiful, with the spring winding like a snake through the woods. It would have been easier to just paint the first bend or two, but the full length of it called to me. The waters were so green, almost an unnatural dark green, in the deep shade of the trees. Painting in a location like this seems almost timeless. This could have been painted 100 years ago, the spring would not have changed. Every so often, a fish would jump, splashing in the water. Each morning, a horn would sound, signaling to the fisherman it was time to begin their sport. I would love to go back when I have more time to explore the state park and surrounding area. This place is just full of paintings waiting to be painted. The snow is falling very heavy outside my window as I paint this 79th painting in a row!
