World on a String ~ Kite Flying, Family & Plein Air Painting on the Beach Send Me Soaring

Six children, eight kites, a five gallon cooler, four grown-ups & Grammy!

If you notice, I didn’t list Grammy with the grown ups. No mistake!

Painting en plein air with my grandchildren on the beach, I became a kid again.
kites on a beach painting
Let’s Go Fly a Kite, 8″ x 10″ oil, Purchase this painting

Thinking I might capture quick portraits of the kids playing in the water, I hauled my painting gear over the dunes and set up my easel near the water.

Painting on the beach at Bavon
Painting on the beach at Bavon

Instead, 10-year-old Fiona watched me paint her mom and dad side by side with their kites ~ being kids!

I showed her how to block in the colors. Not too serious, simple shapes to make the eye think it is looking at a real kite!

Who knew I was talking to myself?

plein air painting on the beach
Fiona took her turn painting while her dad watches.

Looking at the picture of Fiona painting her ocean of dreams, with her dad watching over her ~ I see myself and my own dad.

Painting with Fiona that day shifted my gears. Somewhere between the paintings, I took my own advice and played with chunks of color.

It happened first as I played with this small painting of the lighthouse. At first I didn’t see the lighthouse. I knew it was there, so I walked down the beach to get a closer look.

New Point Lighthouse painting
New Point Light, oil, Prints Available   Purchase this painting>

Selecting this vantage point, I blocked in chunks of color. At first the lighthouse was light against light clouds. Then I changed angles slightly and began to see it as a shadow shape in front of the light background.

Seeing darks and lights is a lot like seeing the cup half full or half empty. I had become so avert to looking at the dark side of life, it was difficult to see the dark shapes. Light and dark define us. Einstein said everything is relative. And so it is!

Adding the line of dark dune grasses defines the foreground ~ and creates space beyond for us to see the lighthouse.

Does it look like lady liberty to you too? or is it just me?

flying kites on a beach painting
World on a String, 8″ x 10″ oil on canvas, Purchase this Painting>   prints available

I did see the light that day. Without even realizing anything had changed, I painted “World on a String.” While three of the kids flew their kites in the dunes, I played with color.

Simple and to the point. And yet …

It’s taken me a couple weeks to realize the shift in these paintings ~ and in myself. I set them aside and worked on my fabric project. Coming back to them, I feel the utter playfulness and joy I felt that day.

And I realize their exuberance and joy is now mine to treasure for a lifetime!

Garden Party Inspires Wearable ART!

On Tuesday I painted the garden party at Mary Claire’s.

Wednesday shimmering hydrangea blooms, striped parasols, and wet winged butterflies fill my studio on hand painted rayon and poly crepe de chine. The garden party morphed into a collection of fabrics!

In high school I block printed fabric to make my own clothing. Sewing the first yard to create an off-the-shoulder top, I feel like a girl again.

Now I see EVERY painting as fabric. I hardly know where to begin! Perhaps you’ll tell me where you would start?

Wet Winged Butterflies

Butterfly Top
Butterfly Top in Warm Fusion, Cool Fusion is show above, available in rayon or soft Jersey, See ordering info>

Butterflies symbolize transformation. Metamorphosis, caterpillar dissolves to leave a wet winged butterfly emerging from her cocoon.

Hanging on the edge where one can see the sun and dark cocoon simultaneously, I’ve laced the wet winged butterflies with layers of energetic lines that change as you move in the light.  I Call it Butterfly Fusion.

Impossible to photograph, you’ll have to wear it to experience the full holographic effect. You’ll find them in my Online Trunk Show this summer only.

Morphing Art > Fabrics

Wearing my heart on my sleeve, I painted A Lily Pond of My Own triptych before I went to Tuscany. Now I’ve printed it on soft stretch Jersey and sewn it into a short kimono jacket with lime faux suede trim.

A Lily Pond of My Own

Dorothy Fagan fabric designer
Wearing my ‘art on my sleeve, the kimono jacket is created with fabric designed with my painting, “A Lily Pond of My Own!” See more like this in my online trunk show>

Here’s what the painting looks like. Three separate panels create a triptych mural, or each stands alone as a vertical 40″ x 30 oil painting.

So a top can be fashioned from any of the paintings.

ALilyPondofOwn, triptych mural
A Lily Pond of My Own triptych mural, 40″H x 90″L, oil on canvas, See more photos and pricing info>

Something’s Blooming

For example, here’s the top created from the center panel, Something’s Blooming.

Something'sBloomingTOP
Something’s Blooming Top, hand painted rayon or poly crepe de chine, See Pricing>

Hydrangea Heaven

Hydrangea Heaven Top, hand painted rayon or poly crepe de chine,
Hydrangea Heaven Top, hand painted rayon or poly crepe de chine, See purchase details>

Goddess Rising

My granddaughter Fiona was in the studio last week. “Is it a woman or a landscape?” she wanted to know.

I wrote about How I Discovered the Woman in the Mountain , but believe I stopped short of publishing the painting. It really is my favorite.

Goddess Rising Top in hand painted rayon or poly crepe de chine, See purchase info>
Goddess Rising Top in hand painted rayon or poly crepe de chine, See purchase info>

Goddess Rising is me trusting the Creator to take control of my life and painting. It’s what I learned from my Tuscan family, letting the colors seep into everyday life.

I really like her hat, as it feels like my head ~ filled with more ideas than I know what to do with!

And I like that trusting means flexing my faith muscle over and over again, each time I sigh and let go of the notion I need to know anyway.

Peace!

Two Views of the Freya MY OWN BACKYARD

Painting Two Pictures Simultaneously Seemed a Bit Over the Top

But this was an historic moment and the weather was oh so perfect!

I took my easel to the homecoming of the Freya, a steel-hulled sailboat built on Gwynn’s Island by the late Gilbert Klingel. Arriving early on Saturday, I selected two views where she would be visible for a painting.

MY OWN BACKYARD ~ DOROTHY FAGAN
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map of Gwynn's Island
The mouth of the Piankatank River opens into Hills Bay. The Freya would be sailing from Ginny Point in Cobbs Creek, just up river, then through The Narrows into Wharf Creek.

Painting two pictures simultaneously seemed a bit over the top. But this was an historic moment and the weather was perfect. I set up my easel at the edge of Hills Bay and blocked in the seascape. The water was choppy as usual, and green! Light green, dark green, murky and aqua ~ off in the distance the tree line of the mainland melted into the far shore of the Piankatank.

plein air painting sailboats
Block-in for Hills Bay View painting, Freya Homecoming

I choose a high position on the canvas for the horizon. Anticipating the path of the Freya, which would be arriving down river from Ginny Point in Cobbs Creek. Her sails would be up. But not for long as she would soon be passing through the Narrows. A sailboat can’t go through the drawbridge with wind in her sails.

This is true for people too! When we are going through the narrows, crossing bridges as it were, we need to slow down and trim our sails. Expecting speed is all American. So learning patience comes slowly to many of us!

This would be a rare opportunity to paint her in all her glory, sails afurl. I took my time to lay out my plan carefully. Staying focused, I blocked it in, then moved my easel across the road behind the Mathews Maritime Foundation’s boathouse to set up the second painting.

Several views presented good vantage points. To choose the best, I tried standing on the elevated platform behind the boathouse  where I could see the entire harbor, Callis Wharf in the distance. Too much!

I walked out on the pier. Standing half way out, I could see the back side of the draw bridge across Wharf Creek. But still there was a lot of clutter that would distract from the Freya. Not to mention it was in full sun!

Under the shady tree by the picnic table at the edge of the water, foreground grasses and driftwood framed open water where she would pass on her way to the dock. This is the view I selected.

plein air painting sailboats
I selected this view because it framed the water where the Freya would take center stage.

For this second more detailed painting, I choose a larger canvas. Estimating where the Freya would be positioned in the painting, I blocked in the mainland shoreline and scrubbed in warm and cool greens of the shore where I stood. I imagined this circle of greenery as a frame for the white sailboat.

Do you see how the driftwood in the foreground seems to reach out with arms to embrace the view? It almost looks like a person! Every painting is a self portrait in some sense, as to paint it with emotion one must own it.

plein air painting sailboats
I work quickly to block in bold shapes and values with a large brush.

A nice bank of afternoon clouds had moved in over the mainland. I used their warm pinks and lavenders to hug the colors close, framing the top of the painting. The line of wharves behind the drawbridge created a dotted path of light and dark shapes. I decided to use them to lead the eye to center stage.

wharf creek painting
detail view of wharf, dotted darks and lights lead the eye to the center position for the Freya.

As time drew near friends gathered to watch. I stopped painting and walked back across the road to snap a photo as she sailed through Hills Bay with her escort, The Peggy, a buyboat that’s considered to be the Mathews flagship.

A crowd had gathered. Chatting, I enjoyed the excitement. I met new friends and old, so startled that painting had suddenly become social! Stepping out of the studio to paint in a crowd is not a familiar view!

Freya homecoming
The Freya, as she sailed through Hills Bay on June 3, 2017.
plein air painting Mathews VA
Freya Homecoming, oil on canvas, 11′ x 14″ Purchase Info>

Back to the easel … Setting the stage, I intentionally kept my colors mid- and lower value. This helps to establish the composition, while still leaving sufficient latitude to move things around as needed. This strong structure of the painting provides me freedom. Funny, people often think an artist is a free spirit without structure. Not true!

Creative structure is not visible if one is not aware of what to look for. Yet it is that structure that provides creative freedom, serendipitous choice. You can see this structure in the block in, as I have established an integrated structure of mid and dark values, the stage where the star of this painting will shine. This reserves those pops of highlight, deep shadow, and vibrant color for the seemingly serendipitous final touches.

Freya homecoming
The Freya and The Peggy as they enter Wharf Creek.
painting Freya prints
Return of the Freya, oil on canvas, 16″ x 20″ Purchase Info>

Once the Freya and Peggy docked everyone gathered to share the celebration. I’ve never been served champagne at my easel before! Another fresh new view I’ll not soon forget!

Prints of these paintings are available here. A portion of the proceeds will be donated to the Mathews Maritime Foundation. These original paintings can be seen this summer at “The Pearl and It’s People ~ A Celebration of Mathews” at the Bay School Community Arts Center in Mathews, June 10 ~ August 5, 2017. A reception will be held June 30, 6 – 8 pm

Oh, I almost forgot to mention … one of the old friends, Mary Claire Coster, who’s cottage garden is on the island, stopped by my easel and invited me to come by and paint with her. Knowing I could complete my painting in the studio, freed me to accept her invitation on a whim!

Stay tuned for intoxicating fragrance from her gardenia and jasmine next time! Cheers!

MY OWN BACKYARD ~ DOROTHY FAGAN
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