What a nice surprise: I was invited to paint live for a few days in the atrium of the San Diego History Center, representing Noel-Baza Fine Art and their gallery there. Very flattering (and only a little panic-inducing!)
The San Diego History Center is in Balboa Park, near the Reuben H. Fleet Science Center. They are currently featuring all things Centennial: all about the great expo of 1915, for which our wonderful park was built. Part of that celebration is a show of artwork that appeared at that famous expo one hundred years ago, and a gallery run by Noel-Baza Fine Art of works by contemporary San Diego artists. Very grateful to be included in that, too.
There I was, painting away, enjoying the comings and goings of families and groups of school kids, old folks, art lovers, history buffs, kind volunteers and staff, and a huge gaggle of History Center new members being given a tour. Only managed to finish two little pieces, but got a good start on a third one. Fun to work so small after a couple of years of working large. (Wish I had been living large all that time, but we do what we can!)
Go check out the artwork; the current group of historical works will be switched out in July. The contemporary works are frequently changed out as well, so there’s regularly something new. Fun to see how old and new takes on San Diego have changed… and not.
Another case of magically emerging fishes and drowned trees. Take enough photos of a living pond, blow them up, crop them, focus in… and lo! there will be life. These fellows were companionably investigating the strange disturbances from above; being San Diego koi, they are as unused to raindrops as the rest of us. But such things are always worth checking: you never know when it might be Koi Chow raining down.
I love the color of these red beauties against the algae green of the wooly bottom of their pond. The reflective surface masks and reveals the life of the pond. Many fish, not just red ones, glide unseen beneath lily pads and lotus leaves. It takes a disturbance like the ripples or a nearby reflection to poke a hole in the mirror of sky on the pond’s surface, and allow glimpses into the depths.
I especially like the design of this piece: the play of dark and light shapes, and the myriad ways they merge and are broken apart by colliding ripples.
As always, Think Rain.