It was another busy weekend. I sent Toby off to visit his
mom by himself on Saturday, while I went to the Paint in the Park that was sponsored
by the CTAC. It was a fun event and a
good exercise in plein air painting. The turnout was not so great, although it
was advertised greatly. I think it is a
busy time with graduation and weddings and such. In Oklahoma if the weather is nice, people
are out working in their yards and gardens and doing things that need to be
done. Soon the weather will be too hot
to do anything. Too hot, too cold, too
windy, too rainy, too dry, etc. any excuse to not do what needs doing!
The Paint in the Park was a contest – two hours to paint
something in the park and to be judged by one person with prize money to be
handed out.
Here is my painting. Now that I have my painting home and have had
time to look it, I can see things that need to be worked on. My painting was the only finished painting –
most paintings were not nearly as finished as mine – I am speedy if nothing
else. In fact, the painting that won 1st place had a long way to go
to being finished and was very vague in areas, although it did have potential. The 3rd place painting was better than the 1st
place – so goes it with judging. You never
know what influences the judge or what the judge will like and dislike. It is probably best if the judge shows up
just in time to judge. In this case, the judge was there at the beginning and walked
around visiting and meeting the artist and chatting it up. Now the judge knows whose painting is whose.
So much for not being influenced. Anyway,
here are the paintings that won – from left to right – honorable mention, 3rd,
2nd, 1st place.
You can be the judge now.
After the Paint in the Park, I made a trip to WalMart and
then home to start preparing for Bo and family to come over after church on
Sunday for a big birthday bash. We
celebrated GBN4 who turned 3 years old a couple of weeks ago along with his mom
whose birthday was last week. Toby
cooked a big brisket. We had cole slaw,
potato salad, beans, pico de gallo, quacamole, and a pound cake. Toby and I spent most of the afternoon and
evening preparing food and the house for the get-together. On Sunday the kids showed up like small
whirlwinds. They devoured the food in
record time, and then went out to play in the $10 pool I had bought. They also
brought their water guns. It was wild times at the Lazy B!
The kids all left by 5 PM – they were worn out and
fussy. Toby and I were worn out too. We
took naps. That is one of the best things about being a grandparent – sending kids
home with their parents and being able to rest up after the storm.
6 comments:
Wow, I love your painting! Congratulations! I’m so happy that you went to paint. One of the judges of one of the big Austin Pastel Society show said that he might have picked different paintings on a different day. Said it depends on how he feels, etc. He said he picked different ones when he saw them in person than those he had picked from the on-line entries. Too many things influence the selections. A winner at the big pastel show this year was not good, I think it was picked to show that the judge was impartial. I would not be a judge.
The local sports news writer on the Austin paper has a vote in the National college football rankings. He said he never voted for Texas because that would make him partial, even if he thought they were the best. So, not only in art….
You are way too busy for my lifestyle. Naps are important. Hugs.
Thanks Jo. It really was a good exercise in painting. I noticed that I titled this post "Pain in the Park" rather than "Paint". That must have been a Freudian slip. Now should I correct it or not - Ha! You are right about judges - you cant tell what or why they choose the way they choose. While the judge was looking at the paintings, one of my ex-students, who had come to the paint in the park, kept saying, "Oh, yours is going to win easily - it is by far the best." I wanted to tell him to shush it, because the judge could hear him. I thought it could greatly influence the judge.
Years ago, at a youth art thang, a five year old slapped some paint on a canvas and her grandfather entered the art in our contest. It was a fun piece, but it was just random strokes of art that happened to turn out well. The five year old had no real talent or art knowledge. The judge gave the piece the grand prize and the big bucks. I was crazed. So many of the other young artists had put in lots of effort and time and knowledge and passion and had proven themselves good artists. Oh well.
My first drawing teacher in college loved my work. The second drawing teacher did not. My art GPA depended on the whims of the teacher.
Yep, such is life. I'm still trying to decide whether to join the Questa paint out. I haven't painted in so long. I didn't read if there is a contest associated with that or just selling at night. We shall see.
DON'T change the title.... (smile)
I thought that gazebo was a birdhouse hanging from the tree, until I looked at the larger picture.
"What the heck is that birdhouse doing there??"
I was confused...
I think third place was a bit too dark and sharp, but first place had an interesting composition.
Overall, I think yours had the best composition and interesting colors.
Etienne, You are right. The problem with the gazebo is the darkness pushed it too far forward. I need to go back in and make it lighter and cooler. That will push it back.
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