Monday, March 23, 2015

Cooling breezes of the still Sabine

I went out to Cedar Creek to a house concert, where local Americana singer-songwriter Jenny Reynolds sang songs from her cd Bet on the wind.  The lyrics and memories of past winters, along with Austin’s weather at the time made me remember.  We had experienced spring-like weather, followed by storms with heavy rain, sending temperatures plunging for days on end.  I began to wonder if the sun would ever shine again.  All the greyness of what seemed like time without end harkened me back to Jefferson County, growing up on the coast, adjacent to the Neches River, Sabine Lake, and the Louisiana border.  Grey days and thunderstorms were the order of our winters.  There were very few days of sunshine between late November and the Ides of March.  In the middle of all that winter weather lay the still Sabine.  This lake is held captive by the Cameron peninsula of Louisiana and the marshy shores of the upper Texas Gulf Coast.  These land formations hold it apart from the Gulf of Mexico.  Short of hurricane winds, the lake manages a remarkable stillness.  It was a great place to fish and sail, or merely watch for coastal birds from its shores.

All that peaceful stillness in the turmoil of a winter storm’s fury came to mind.  As I thought about it, I decided to make an effort to capture the energy of a storm rolling in from the Gulf, with all the turbulent clouds, pouring rain, and fleeing birds.  Using 300 pound Arches watercolor paper and a limited palette, I began.  In building this painting, I worked to capture the light of the grey overcast sky and the seemingly still water of the Sabine.  Beautiful cloud formations are abundant over this lake.  Generally speaking, painting clouds is a ‘less is more’ proposition, creating nuanced shapes.  I employed a wet-on-wet to fuse the edges of these subtle vapor forms by dropping in color and rubbing out the edges.



After allowing the painting to dry over several weeks, looking at it intently with an editorial eye, I chose to add birds and additional color to the storm clouds on the left side of the picture plane, along with a strong rain pattern below the clouds.  The storm was my focal point.  The additions created greater detail and interest within the painting.  Again, after applying an editorial eye, I added additional purple to the storm clouds, widened the rain pattern to extend deeper and therefore more fully within the picture plane.  I drew in the Texas jetty’s rock forms with a size 6 brush.  The jetty helps prevent flooding of the Texas Coastal Marsh and provides a place for land-bound fishermen to cast their lines into the Sabine’s deep and rich waters.



Final touches of green marsh grass and a bit of additional color drama to the clouds finished my painting.

The sea breeze that our little town enjoyed was cooled by the waters of the still Sabine.  I’ve included two songs here that feature the essence of Sabine Lake and its influence on the patterns of daily life and the culture of the area:  ‘Jefferson County girl’ by singer-songwriter Larry Looney, and ‘Bet on the wind’ by singer-songwriter Jenny Reynolds.  (You can click on the song titles to hear the songs)


When you look at this painting, I hope you can feel the still Sabine’s cooling breezes.

Monday, March 16, 2015

Looking for the Sacred Heart

In honor of St Patrick’s Day and acknowledging by Irish-Spanish heritage, I am sharing my Sacred Heart painting.  In Catholicism, in the traditions of the Irish and Spanish Church, the Sacred Heart is often depicted and is at the heart of devotional prayer.  The image for the Sacred Heart of Jesus often consists of a heart surrounded by roses, pierced by a sword, bound by a crown of thorns, with fire emitting from the heart’s center top with a cross.  Very vivid color is employed in the image in both the Irish and Hispanic traditions.

If you were looking for a single word to define this concept, it would be ‘Love’.  The devotion to the Sacred Heart is widely practiced, taking Jesus Christ’s physical heart as the representation of his divine love for humanity.

If we look at the symbolism of the heart and other objects, we find the Heart represents love and life.  The fire represents passion and purity.  It exudes the transformative power of divine love.  The crown of thorns signifies his suffering, endured for the love of man to redeem him.  In traditional images of the sacred heart, you may also find a cut, a lance, blood and roses. 

I did the preliminary color placement in watercolor using a wet-on-wet technique with vivid pinks, reds and purple last fall.  I liked the color but wasn’t sure what I wanted to do, and literally where I wanted to go with the painting – so I hung it up and looked at it for a period of months.  I have employed this type of editing process for years and have found that the unfinished painting will ‘speak to me’ over time.  I have found it best not to push the process.


I chose to focus on a heart image in the color field of phase one, called Fire and Ice, and defined it as a more literate heart shape.


At this point, I really felt the painting had moved beyond 'Fire and Ice' and was seen in my mind's eye as a part of my Heart Series.  I didn't re-name it, but simply let the process flow.

As things often do, our world evolves and I run across people with seemingly Machiavellian intent.  As I analyzed and thought through this human behavior, I couldn't help but wonder what happened to integrity, sincerity, purity and goodness.  In our modern world, it seems like these traits get lost in some individuals' greed and aggressive lust for power. Often times we're surprised by the players who evince these traits.  This brought to my mind the concept of the sacred heart, and how we long for simpler times when things were as they seemed, without ulterior motives.  As this idea formed in my mind, I decided to explore the image of the sacred heart.  I added the traditional crown of thorns and the background painting for the fiery flames.


I began to look at many different contemporary artists' depiction of the sacred heart.  I did not like the flame shape on my painting, and in my quandary decided to define it as individual flame-shapes.  I did not want the thorn shapes to be isolated in the crown, so I repeated them around the heart itself to give interest and to carry the darker dark of the painting into other portions of the picture plane.  I was pleased with the shape of the flames, but remained determined not to put the more obvious cross shape into them, which is seen in the more traditional renderings of the sacred heart.


I also decided to add additional bands of the thorn vines to make it wider and give it a more dominant place in the picture plane.

I felt my next challenge was to give definition to the flames with some color that would reflect the ethereal qualities of fire, so in two separate applications I added gold and bronze powder to acrylic varnish to capture this quality.


Being happy with the flames, I next focused on the heart and unifying all parts of the its shape with a wash of napthol red, magenta and alizarin crimson (I love this color!).  I also found that it mirrored the color of the heart in traditional renderings.  This was pleasing to me.  Next I added a light gold to the brown metallic scumbling I had placed in the negative space surrounding the heart and flames.

Finally, I felt that the painting was finished.  All that was left was to place a coat of acrylic varnish to release the depths of the various colors and to seal the watercolor of the red heart shape.  This is my interpretation of the sacred heart.


Tomorrow honors St Patrick, who was known to have driven the snakes out of Ireland.  A snake in traditional painting often represents evil.  In my mind, St Patrick, the patron saint of Ireland, represents the true essence of the sacred heart.

So, for St Patrick's Day...and always...

May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind always be at your back.
May the sun shine warn upon your face,
and rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
may God hold you in the palm of His hand.

Sláinte!