Day one: I Had to wait to check in to my Yurt, I went to the bayside of Nehalem Bay State Park and spent a couple hours on a blistery day painting from my car tailgate. My first landscape of the trip was looking east across to Fishery Point, with city of Wheeler in background.
Painting #1 Plein Air
Checked in to my yurt, roomy inside, even had a heater.
Photograph of a beach trail just after sunset looking west toward Manzanita beach, finished painting in the yurt.
Painting #2 Plein Air
“Just After Sunset”
The yurt has a small table that makes a great workspace.
On day two: I painted along Manzanita Beach, my first painting was facing the surf, observing the waves and making a quick study. It took no longer twenty minutes tops. I usually take 2-3 hours on each painting, I wanted to get on to the next painting I have painted over and over.
Painting #3 Plein Air
“Surf Study 01”
For The second painting of the day, I faced north toward Neahkahnie Mountain. I decided to fallow the advice of Randal David Tipton he shared with a small group of painters at Luscher Farm. Randal said he focus in on a smaller area of a landscape, rather then to try and paint the whole scene. So with that in mind, I decided to focus in on a small group of cabins, swallowed up by an evergreen forest, were Neahkahnie Mountain meets the sea.
Painting #4 Plein Air
“Beach Houses in Evergreen Forest”
I eat dinner at the Blackbird Eatery in Manzanita, it was one of the best Sea Bass dishes I have tasted.
Ingredients: Locally sourced Black Sea Bass, corona beans, parmesan & thyme broth, curly kale, lemon crème fraiche.
On my last day, I found a well-protected spot, tucked into a large snarl of old-growth driftwood.
In the Lewis and Clark journals, they speak of huge driftwood piles on the lower Columbia River that were so massive, they had to make camp on the logs, because there was no way to shore.
It was as if I stepped back in time a couple hundred of years, sitting there undisturbed for hours.
I settled in, and chose the view to the north up bay, the so called star of the painting was a old-growth snag resting on the beach. I should have paid closer attention to this painting, I can’t wait to do it in a larger format and use neutral colors similar to the photograph.
Painting#5 Plein Air
I did not see another living sole, it was fair weather, listening to the sounds of light waves lapping on the sand beach, Sea gulls, noisily squawking over their latest treasure. Small birds poking around in little packs, searching for snacks in the riprap. One would chirp finding something and the rest of the pack would run ever chirping.
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