I finished my MFA on Friday, July 29, 2016 and after all the work, the fourteen-hour days and interpersonal development, nothing sounded better to me than spending the entire weekend painting. There was going to be a class picnic the following Monday and I thought, “I’ll get my painting in Saturday and Sunday and just spend Monday shmoozing and hanging out…”
And then on Friday night, my friend asked if I would help him seal his concrete garage floor.
That sounds easy, right?
By Sunday night, I had outrageous blisters and hadn’t painted a stroke, so there was nothing for it but to bring my paints to the picnic.
I settled into the crook of a large tree and, except for the constant smell of burning marijuana, it was a lovely time.
A huge thank you to Matt Silady for recording my progress!
I gave the finished painting to my friends as a thank you for letting me stay at their house for an entire month! Couldn’t ask for better friends, although I’m kind of hoping that the next time we hang out, we can avoid blisters. I think we’ll just get a pizza.
Hyeg and I had such a great experience up in PV last weekend, we decided to go back for Round 2. This time, the wife and kiddo were with us, and the four of us wandered until we found “the perfect tree.”
Is that a stunning view, or what? Yep, that’s Malibu off in the distance…
We got there at 2p and stayed until it was nearly dark. Our setup was a little less dangerous this time around, and a lot of people stopped by to see what we were up to.
We were both pretty happy with ourselves today.
On November 17, my friend Hyeg and I went up to PV to paint. It was a crisp fall day, but there was a surprising number of people who had ventured out into the sunshine. The park we went to overlooks the ocean. The vista is amazing, with views from the tip of Malibu to the Hollywood sign to downtown L.A. and all the way over to Redondo Beach. It is the perfect place for plein air.
When scouting for a good vantage point, we decided to stay close to the parking lot (a logistical decision more than anything). Even so, we had some great views of the cliffs and city.
We picked a precarious spot; Hyeg had only two feet of cliff before a rather sudden drop. I, on the other hand, was safe and in the perfect position to watch Hyeg fall if he slipped. Needless to say, he kept very close to his easel.