Jan 13

David and I decided to take advantage of the Glacier Point Road being open this late in the season to photograph the sunrise with Half Dome.  I’d recently posted to Google+ a collage I’d made with David’s cast off photographs and trial prints of my giclees.  A fellow photographer on Google+, Vincent Goetz, offered his cast off photographs for collage use as well.  He decided to be at Glacier Point for sunrise also.

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The three of us were disappointed there wasn’t a cloud in the sky at sunrise so our next stop was Bridalveil Creek on Glacier Point Road.  The creek was frozen solid and the temperature was 19 degrees.  Even the ravens looked cold.  They were walking half squatted as if trying to keep their legs warm.

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Raven huddled on a branch.

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Breakfast at the Ahwahnee was next on our stop.  Vince was driving ahead of us in his truck.  In the valley he came to a stop by the chapel  so a  bobcat could cross the road in front of him.  None of us had seen a bobcat in Yosemite before.  It was very healthy looking.

Bobcat in the Chapel parking lot.

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Our other photography interest was the late afternoon moonrise.  We wanted to be in the Tuolumne Meadow/Tioga Pass area.  As we left the valley after breakfast, we stopped at Bridalveil Creek along the main road in the valley.  David was interested in ice pictures, then we headed for 120.  Though it was a sunny day, at 12:30 it was 35 degrees.

Tioga Pass is now open the latest in the season on record, which gives us a chance to explore the area in winter.  We stopped at Tenaya Lake which is frozen solid and had lots of people on the ice engaged in various activities.  There were ice skaters, ice hockey players, lots of people playing and a few with picnic tables set up on the ice.  It was really creepy to stand on the shore and listen to the ice making lots of weird and distressing sounds.  You could see the ice move as well.  I decided not to walk around on it.

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Around 3pm we stopped at a pull out near the Tioga Pass gate.  We had an hour before the moon rise.  The wind was bitter cold.  We could photograph while we waited or we could drive down to Lee Vining and have a meal.  We chose the latter.

Ellery Lake, elevation 9538 ft,  taken through the window as we drove by.  I really liked the long shadows on the surface of the ice.

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Mono Lake was a gorgeous deep dark blue as we dropped down the grade.  I wish I’d gotten  a picture of the lake….and of the moon rising over it.  By the time we’d finished our meal the moon had risen quite a bit.  We dashed back up the grade and found a pull out to photograph the moon.  It was so cold with a blasting frigid arctic wind.

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The colors of the meadow were stunning.

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The view behind me, which Vince suggested I turn around and see.  It must have been a beautiful sunset at Tenaya Lake and Olmstead Point.

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My last picture of the day, and my favorite.  Perhaps I was still shivering as I took this through the windscreen.  It’s very Bill Neill-ish without even trying, a happy mistake.

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Nov 20

 Sierra Art Trails sponsored a 2 day silk screening workshop last week.  Sierra Art Trails’ current special exhibit, ‘Our Wild Lands’, included a beautiful serigraph by Alan Works, the instructor of the silk screening class.  I’m not sure if ‘silk screen’ should be one word or two, I’ve seen it written both ways.  The class was held in the Stellar Gallery with the ‘Our Wild Lands’ exhibit surrounding us.

I had never seen the silk-screening process so I was fascinated and admittedly confused at times.   Below is Alan’s serigraph hanging in the ‘Our Wild Lands’ exhibit.  If you don’t look close enough you’d swear it’s a photograph.

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Alan brought the screens of one of his serigraphs to demonstrate the process of creating a serigraph.  Each screen lays down a different layer (colour) of paint.  Alan was an excellent instructor.  His passion for his craft made you want to experiment and learn the craft as well.  David and I would love to delve more into this medium if it weren’t for our tiny house and zero storage.

Photograph:  Alan holding one of the screens at his printing table.

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Left:  A table of Alan’s prints with 2 or 3 layers of paint.  Right:  Carolyn Hartling cutting paper for our printing.

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Gloria Garland finessing her image she’ll use for silk-screening. 

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Unfortunately Carolyn and myself were the only two of 5 participants who had the privilege to print our images.  Carolyn drew a beautiful image of a woodpecker.  The image is then printed on a clear plastic transfer sheet.  The silkscreen is painted with the purple coloured light sensitive emulsion, in a darkroom setting.  The clear sheet with the image is placed on the silkscreen, then exposed to light.  Since we didn’t have an indoor light strong enough to expose the image, Alan tried to use the sun as a light source, which would have worked great if mother nature had cooperated.   We each successive screen exposure the sky grew darker.

Once the image is exposed onto the screen it’s then washed off in the darkroom setting revealing the unexposed imprint of the image.

Below:  Carolyn’s woodpecker and Jon’s semi-failed image.

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Carolyn’s inked image.

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Carolyn pulling a print with Jon’s help.

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Carolyn’s prints filling up the table.

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This is the original image I chose to work with.  I took this photograph last January at the Merced Wildlife Refuge.

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I thought I could print two graphics of different colours.  First I would print a background colour for the sky and water.  Then the image below for the middle ground, followed by the image for the foreground.  In Paint Shop Pro I posterized the foreground, then made a negative out of the background to create the two strong graphics that initially attracted me to the subject.

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Below:  This would be the 3rd and final layer with the darkest colour.

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 The two transfer sheets sitting on a manila folder. 

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 The silkscreen with the two above images and a rectangle for the background colour.

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Here I’m mixing the paint and consulting with Master Alan about mixing the colours.

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Alan guiding me as I print the background for the images.  Carolyn is observing the process.

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The final print!!  I was very happy with the results.  Silk screening is NOT easy.  There are many processes and it’s very time consuming.  This was out of my comfort zone but such a wonderful experience.  I have found myself looking at landscapes much differently, for the better.  It’s good to step into a foreign area and see the world differently.  Pastels are SOOOO much easier!!!   Thank you Alan for sharing your knowledge and helping us grow as artists.

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Oct 28

        We decided to go to the east side of the Sierra Nevada in search of fall color.  We couldn’t go the week before due to commitments and our daughter’s wedding.  It is late in the season but we really wanted to see what was left of the fall color.  Our photographer friend Franka Gabler joined our ‘day trip’.  She met us at our home at 3:15am.  We loaded her equipment into our car and left about 3:35am, the morning air was 47 degrees.  Dave and Franka talked about cameras and photography most of the time.  We passed Olmstead Point around 5:40, it was 30 degrees.  Without a moon, the sky was brilliant with stars, there were even a few bright shooting stars. 

    When we reached the stop sign at the foot of 120 and 395 it was 6:30am, 23 degrees.  By the time we arrived at the June Lake Loop a few minutes later the temperature had dropped to 16 degrees.  We drove past Grant Lake, then Silver Lake before we chose our first stop to photograph.  At 17 degrees it doesn’t take long for the fingers to start feeling the cold, then the pain sets in.

First Stop.  First photograph of the day.

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Franka’s body language said, ‘it’s cold!’.

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Our next stop was along the river between Silver and Grant Lakes.  We had finally warmed up by the time we reached this destination.  The mist was rising from the river.  This side of the road was in the shadow of the mountain and wouldn’t receive sun for quite a while.  Despite being 17 degrees the plants didn’t look frosty.  The peak of color is obviously gone but there was still some areas with color.  The bare trunks of the aspen are always interesting subjects.

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The plants along the edge of the river were frosty.

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When we got back to the car at 8:40 we were all in pain.  Our fingers and toes were frozen.   During the hour+ we’d spent photographing the temperature had gone from 17 to 19 degrees.  Our next stop was the Mono Lake Committee Visitor Center to inquire about fall color….and to get some hot coffee. 

Refueled with coffee and giant cookies from Latte Da Coffee at the El Mono Motel we were ready for our next location.  As we left Lee Vining we noticed a hillside along the highway that had good color.  We were on our way to Lundy Canyon.  The color there was past peak but there were other nice elements that caught our eyes.

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We left Lundy Canyon and returned to the hillside outside of Lee Vining.  I like the airy grasses in the amber light of the aspen trees.

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David photographing in the distance.

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Looking out to Mono Lake from the hillside.

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At 2:30, 48 degrees, we leave the hillside and drive back to June Lake Loop to explore Aspen groves  on the opposite side of the road from where we photographed along the river.  Dave and Franka were uninspired by the light of this time of day….I’m just a painter so I was in heaven taking reference photos and enjoying all the possible paintings running through my head.

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Looking from the Aspen Grove down to the car which is near the truck that is barely visible.

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Franka sitting on a rock looking through the pictures she’s taken.  We were waiting for Dave who was still in the grove you see here.

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At 4:30 we leave June Lake Loop and start our journey home.  The light on the mountains of Tioga pass was beautiful.  We were hoping for a pretty sunset from Tenaya Lake or Olmstead Point. 

Near the top of the steep grade of Tioga Pass, taken out the car window.

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Just inside the Yosemite Park Gate.

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Looking back at Tuolumne Meadow.

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Tenaya Lake.  (they actually stopped the car for me)

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We were very hopeful there might be a nice view from Olmstead Point.  It was almost dark when we rounded the bend at Olmstead Point and could see down the valley to the side of Half Dome.  Franka started squealing like a stuck pig or a kid who gets to go to Disneyland.  The valley was covered in rolling fog with Half Dome poking through the fog and an orange glow of sunset laying on the horizon.  Streaks of pink lingered in the sky.  It was beautiful!  I posted a photograph from the same area so you can see Half Dome lit by the setting sun to compare it to what we witnessed.  I captured a few photographs before my battery died with perfect timing.

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Sep 12

Last Thursday, September 8th, we took a day trip to the Monterey area.  We crawled out of bed at 3am, left the house at 4am.  The sunrise was orange reflecting in the San Luis Reservoir but we were flying up the grade in heavy traffic so I couldn’t capture a good photograph.  As we neared the coast the fog was creeping inland over the hills.  The hills looked as if they were wrapped in gossamer tinged in pinks and lavenders.  I love the fog.  The landscapes are softened, the colors muted.  The world feels still and safely wrapped.

Our first destination was 17 Mile Drive in Monterey.  We exited the scenic tour near Carmel and continued driving down the coast in search of photographs and painting opportunities.  The coastline alternated with sun and fog and was very windy.  The ice plant and other vegetation were very pretty.  There were quite a few wildflowers blooming.  We drove past Big Sur then returned to Carmel.

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The beach in Carmel looking south, then north and David photographing while the beach crows hoped for tidbits…but we weren’t eating anything.

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We visited the Weston Gallery in Carmel then re-entered the 17 mile Drive to return to Monterey.  We had a picnic lunch on 17 Mile Drive overlooking one of the large rock outcroppings popular with cormorants.  Our next destination was the Monterey Bay Aquarium.  At the aquarium I was looking in one of the huge aquariums when I had the feeling of being watched.  I looked up to see this big, scary looking fish.  He must have been close to 3 feet long.

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I hate to admit I had no idea what this Sunfish was.  Poor thing looks like he lost half his body.  These are huge, 6 feet x 8 feet and weigh up to 2000 pounds.

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After the Aquarium we went to the Monterey Museum of Art to see an exhibit of Westin’s photography.   It was about 5pm when we left so we picked up a couple of coffee’s and headed up Highway 1 to find a beach to watch the sunset.  The fog was returning with the night. 

As we drove up the highway  I spotted this industrial building with smoke rising from it’s pipe.  The scene was rather surreal looking with the evening light, dunes and ocean behind and typical coastal trees in front.  I don’t know if the trees are Monterey cypress or pines.

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I really liked this row of trees, though they are a bit sad looking.  They reminded me of Dr. Seuss trees.

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We actually found a beach called ‘Sunset Beach’ where we waited for the sunset.  I wondered if we’d see the sun due to the fog coverage.  While waiting, I used my binoculars to watch a pod of whales making their way south.  A few times they breached the water.  It’s always fun to see the whale as well as their sprays of water.  There were an abundance of birds to watch as well.

The sun finally dropped below the fog and though it wasn’t a colorful setting, it was still beautiful.  We arrived home a little after 11pm.  I never had an opportunity to paint since we never sat still long enough but I did get some good photo references.

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Aug 28

…..who are now young men we are very proud to claim as our own.  Their parents generously encouraged and accepted the boys affection and love of me, their caretaker, substitute mother, nanny, when I took care of them.  The title doesn’t matter, we are family.  I began taking care of my older son full time when he was about a year old, but I’d occasionally babysat  him from the day he was born.  I was their only childcare provider for 15 years.    Our older son is now 20, the younger son is 16.  The boys drove up yesterday morning, spent the night and parted ways with us in Oakhurst early this afternoon.  They are busy with high school and college so I don’t see them very often.

Friday I finished cleaning the house, brought in fresh cut flowers, made a salad, an apple pie and bread.  Early that evening I was on the deck looking at the clouds that had moved in during the day, when I spotted a fawn and it’s mother next to our burn pile.  The mother had already moved on when I returned with my camera but the curious fawn was still there.  The sunset that evening was colorful due to the clouds and the Motor Fire in the Yosemite area.

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Tar Weed and roses, an intoxicating aroma!  I removed the dog’s sheet from the couch before the boys arrived.

Below, roses for the dining table.  Photograph above table by Gary Christiansen.  The bowls on the kitchen divider are by Ralph Mendershausen.

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A nice, clean house.  If only it would stay this way for the next month, then I wouldn’t have to clean for Sierra Art Trails Open Studio Tour.  View from the stairs:  the ‘entry’, dining room, kitchen, edge of living room.

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The view from the ‘entry’ to the living room/family room/media room and stairs.  We live in a rather condensed space :)

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Since I knew the boys would wonder where they should park I put a sign at the parking stop, ‘VIP Parking’.

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The boys arrived Saturday before noon.  They were reacquainted with the critters and house.  The older son, Nic, hadn’t been to the house since we’d moved here full time, nor had he seen the completion of David’s photography room.  When they were kids I’d brought them up here several times during school vacations. At that time this house was our future retirement home. 

They toured the property and met the chickens.  I never found the box turtle they grew up with, she was hiding somewhere in the bushes.   I don’t readily search the bushes since finding the rattlesnake.  We visited a while in the backyard until the summer heat forced us to relocate inside the house where it was cooler.  After we’d had lunch I decided to make brownies.  Nic took a nap while Matt and I (as if I did anything) worked on (and completed) two Photoshop projects for school.  I was amazed as I watched Matt create the two projects, he could teach a class about working in Photoshop!!

We spent early evening on the deck enjoying the late summer weather….and a snack of brownies before dinner.  Yes, I had wine with my chocolate :)   For dinner I served the kids favorite meal, Herb Roasted Whole Chicken, Mashed Potatoes, Broccoli, homemade bread.  Some of us didn’t have apple pie for dessert since we were tooooo full.

This morning we enjoyed pancakes, eggs, bacon and orange juice outside on the deck in the gazebo.  Around noon we drove separately into Oakhurst to visit the galleries that carry our photographs and paintings.  The boys had lots of questions about artwork in the gallery and I enjoyed our conversations about art.  

The boys headed home down Highway 41 while we returned home on Highway 49.  The house was very quiet and felt empty when we got home.  I hope they come back soon!  They are such well mannered interesting young men and I am honored to have a place in their lives.

Our Green Cheek Conure LOVES the boys.  Though he hadn’t seen them in a few years, he didn’t forget them.  He spent as much time as he could cuddled on the neck of one of the boys.  He’d screech until one of the boys retrieved him from his cage.   Below:  Matt with Cecil on his shoulder, Dave in his favorite deck chair.  The cockatoo seemed to remember the boys as well, but wasn’t as sure about them as the conure. 

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Below: Nic and Cecil.

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My boys and I.   Of course I had to blink!

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May 10

Last Friday, May 6, was Mariposa’s monthly Art Hop.  David and I hung out at Casto’s Fine Wine and Art Gallery enjoying the company of Kris and Harold Casto, Penny Otwell, Claudia Welch-Frye and all the patrons who visited the gallery.  The Casto’s feature their Mount Bullion wines from their vineyard and art of the local artists, including David’s photographs and my pastels.

Kris in the center, a local couple on the left and Joann (right) visiting from the Bay Area.

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Claudia (left) visiting with a friend.

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Penny Otwell painting with watercolors while Kris watches.

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Harold jammin’ with the guitar man.

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Me, listening to the conversation and clinging to my security glass.

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Saturday, May 7, we went to Yosemite to attend Michael Frye’s reception at the Ansel Adams Gallery.  Michael is a gifted photographer and it’s always fun to see his new shows.  David had recently ‘friended’ G. Dan Mitchell, a photographer on Face book.  Dan was attending the reception for Michael as well.  David described himself and said that William Neill , another photographer, could be mistaken for David since they both have white hair and beards.  Well it turns out that Dan fits right in with their ‘look’.  I wish I would have taken a picture of the three of them together.  It was good to see Michael’s wife Claudia and Penny again, even if we had just spent the evening before together.  There were many photographers attending the reception including, Charles Cramer, Mike Osborne and Christine Loberg.   We even ran into the family that built our new deck, Steve his wife Tina and their sons.  We love our new deck!

We arrived in the valley a few hours before the reception to see how spring was unfolding.  The dogwoods are blooming and the waterfalls are booming.  There were waterfalls everywhere.  We never go to Yosemite on weekends due to the crowds of people and since this was Mother’s Day weekend there were people and traffic everywhere.

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Apr 21

From 7am at the dealership to 7pm arriving home.

Yesterday we drove down to Fresno.  Our main reason for being in Fresno was for David to photograph Valerie Runningwolf’s paintings.  Our ‘check engine’ light had been on for a while so David called the dealership to make arrangements to have the light checked.  We decided to arrive at the dealerships around 7am, this meant leaving the house by 6am.  When I got up at 5am I could see the sky was overcast.  The temperature was in the mid 40’s.  It was suppose to be warm in Fresno.

I was hoping for a spectacular sunrise but there were too many clouds blocking the sun.  The picture below was the most dramatic lighting as the sun rose above the Sierra Nevada.  I took the picture looking out David’s dirty window, between him and the steering wheel.  Not a quality picture but a nice reference photo.

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There were wonderful clouds all the way down to the valley.  I liked the soft morning colors of the landscape with the expressive clouds above….again shot through the window of the car as we drove down the highway.

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We arrived at the car dealership shortly after 7am.  Two and a half hours later the car was washed, the check engine light turned off, the bill paid to turn the light off, we were ready to go.  We came up with a list of activities to keep us busy till our 1:30 appointment with Valerie.  It had sprinkled while we were in the waiting room but the air temperature was comfortable. 

We went to a camera store, David’s choice.   Then we mutually decided to go to a new art gallery, the ‘Peppertree Gallery’.  We arrived at the gallery shortly after 11 but it was closed despite the hours stating it was open.  We peaked at the art through the windows, waited a bit but no one arrived to open the gallery.  We left the gallery, bought lunch and took it back to the gallery where we sat in the car, ate our food and looked at the artwork.  The sparrows provided moving entertainment.  The clouds had been breaking up and the air was quite warm.  We finished lunch and decided to buy some potting soil, my choice.  I had bought pots to grow vegetables but forgot to buy potting soil.  We then went to a bookstore and looked around until it was time to meet with Valerie at Gallery 25.   By then it was hot.  I’ve been used to pull over sweaters, 77 degrees felt like 99.

We fed coins into the parking meter in front of the gallery but the meter didn’t work correctly.  The city has quite a scheme going.  Put in a coin, allotted time registers, if you add more than 2 coins, the time doesn’t change after 2 so you just donated extra money.  We did this twice before we learned to only insert 2 coins.

I love Valerie’s work.  It’s emotional, spiritual, earthy, symbolic, it resonates with the inner core of your being.  At one point I asked if she had taken pictures of the show.  She hadn’t so I retrieved my camera from the car and took pictures.  They are all taken with natural light.  David had the track lights off since he was taking pictures of specific pieces.  Her show comes down this weekend.  Valerie’s work is carried by Timberline Gallery.

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On the way home from Fresno I took more pictures out the car window.  The cloud in the middle looked like a leaping elephant with it’s trunk in the air.  I love the trees’ greens this time of year.  The variety of budding leaves and catkins give them colors of bronze, yellow greens, olive greens, gold greens, rust.  The buckeye provide green greens.  All these greens are mixed with grey greens of various shrubs and rich ochre and red hues of damp earth creating a rich tapestry.  Once all the trees have leafed out, summer dust has settled on the trees and earth dries to dull colors, the greens become homogenized, losing all the brilliant variations.

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We stopped at Williams Gallery West on our way home.  I was given the painting below as an Easter gift by the owner of the gallery.  It’s a watercolor by Carol Lee Rayle, a fellow member of the Sierra Artists Co-Op Gallery.  Since I like chickens Jon thought of me when he saw the painting.  After we left the gallery we went grocery shopping, finally arriving home at 7pm.

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The closing evening sky was beautiful.  I saw this out my art room window and raced outside to take a picture.  I thought the color was finished, put my camera into the house and went to put the chickens away for the night.  As I emerged from the coop the clouds were hot pink!  A wonderful scene to end a long day.

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Friday, April 1 was Mariposa’s monthly Art Hop.  As the current featured artist at Sierra Artists Gallery, I was at the gallery during the Art Hop hours of 5-8.  I provided veggies, chips and dip for the visitors to munch on as they roamed the gallery.  We had a bout 30 people stop by during the evening.  I had a lovely time visiting with friends and acquaintances.   At the end of the evening a group of us went to dinner to catch up with what’s going on in each others lives.   Above photograph:  In the background is Mark Heliger who is talking with David.  Below, my panel is the center section.  The top pastel painting is currently featured on the front of the Mariposa Spirit! Newsletter.

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Jan 28

    Yesterday,  January 27, David and I braved the heavy fog of the San Joaquin Valley to visit the Merced National Wildlife Refuge.  We had both seen a post in photographer Michael Frye’s blog about this preserve and felt we had to see this special place ourselves.  This is a wetland preserve where migrating birds visit or spend the winter.  The entire day was foggy.  Around 1pm the fog lifted from the ground but never dissipated enough to find where the sun might be located.  The ‘auto tour’ road weaves and winds along water ways with so many twists and turns that I  couldn’t have told you the direction of North to save my life.  When we returned to the beginning of the circular route I felt we approached from the wrong side and couldn’t for the life of me figure out how we got to where we ended.  I need to see a map!

    We arrived at the wildlife refuge at 6:45am and left at  4:45pm.  When we entered the preserve in the dark thick fog, our headlights lit up bunnies scampering along the road.  There must have been 3 dozen little bunnies between the gate and the first quarter mile inside the preserve.  We saw a couple of owls in the predawn light and then began noticing all the hawks.  As soon as you reach water there are birds everywhere.  Coots, ducks, waders, ….I don’t know my birds but you get the picture.  It was such a magical day with the fog creating such a dramatic atmosphere.  I took a few pictures of birds but I don’t have the lens for birding.  I’m used to shooting landscapes, not critters that constantly move.   Instead I observed them, reveled in their beauty and sounds and looked them up on my iPod Audubon Birds app.  There were so many varieties of birds to watch.  My favorites were the Northern Pintail,  White-tailed Kite, various egrets and heron, and lastly, the Lesser Sandhill Crane.  Unfortunately they were at a distance and the fog never cleared enough for a good viewing.   It was thrilling to see them taking flight and landing, flying overhead and listening to their calls.  Occasionally they’d characteristically jump up and down as if filled with pure joy.  I certainly was while watching them.

   The temperature was 41-43 degrees with a very wet fog and breeze.  The dampness and breeze made made the temperature feel more like 33 leaving my gloved fingers stinging with cold.   

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2pm  Look! A very exotic bird in the crouching position.

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3:15pm   ‘Four Water Fleas on a Day Trip’    The reeds were so much fun to photograph since the water was mirroring the reflections with such crispness.  We saw all sorts of wild shapes and figures that made us laugh.

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5:40pm  We rose above the fog as we left Cathys Valley on Highway 140.  We were treated to a spectacular sunset on an ocean of fog.  This was the only sunshine we saw all day.

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Jan 28

My husband has launched a website!  You may visit his site here:  http://www.dhoffmanphotography.com/      If you find any bugs or broken links please let him know so he can fix them.  We both went over the site with a fine tooth comb but we could have missed an error.

Obviously I haven’t been diligent with my blog keeping.   Below is a pastel I started in December.  This is painted on a pastel board.  I have lots of ideas for new paintings but I’m learning to knit so that’s taken my attention away from painting….and I’ve been lazy.  It’s a new year, time to pick up the slack!

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