Just imagine broad wide open marshes flickering with reflected light from a myriad of tiny creeks running through them. Skies so wide open you can watch storms roll in from miles away.
And then there are the hundreds of live oak and moss covered back roads looping around those marshes, opening out to fields full of rich produce.
I’m heading out next week to paint plein air on one of the most beautiful of the Sea Islands, Edisto, just south of Charleston. This paradise has changed very little over the last 50 years, escaping much of the over-development of other coastal areas.
I grew up spending my summers on “The Island” and really look forward to sharing one of my favorite places on earth with other painters.
I’m looking forward to sharing some of next week’s paintings with y’all too!
It’s an odd feeling to drive a narrow road between two cornfields with the sea of green stalks rising up over you. Almost overnight the corn in the fields is taller than the car, almost taller than me.
The line of trees in the distance rises up out of the corn, but looks like it’s lifting itself up to clear the stalks.
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Early morning spring light looking out over the fields surrounding Heathwood Hall.
Thoreau said, “One attraction in coming to the woods to live was that I should have leisure and opportunity to see the spring come in.”
One of the joys of painting outside from observation is seeing the seasons change, and in this case, seeing it explode before our eyes as the week went on.
Soft greens in the trees show the new leaf buds getting ready to pop. There was a slight haze as the sun was still pretty low on the horizon and we were facing almost east. It softened the distant woods but left the nearer grasses and fence line more vibrant and crisp.
I’ve spent the week painting with a group of Heathwood Hall high school students this week, pure pleasure!
We focused on painting the landscape outside with a painting in the morning, turn the easel at lunch, and a painting in the afternoon.
It was wonderful working with fellow artists Scotty Peek, Brian Rego, and Dylan Critchfield-Sales. But I loved seeing the students explore their campus in a new way.
Heathwood sits just outside the city in the midst of huge fields edge by pine woods running down to the Congaree River. So picturesque views abound, but we also painted the quirky corners of the campus.
When you paint the world around you, you get to know it in a new and intimate way.
Proust said, “The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.”