Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Happy Turkey Day!
HELLO ALL YOU CRAZY COOKS OUT THERE! Happy Bird Day. Remember as you fly around the kitchen cooking your hearts out, your loved ones love you no matter how the bird turns. It's a day to gather and give thanks. I'm thankful I'm here. I'm thankful Honey's by my side. I'm thankful at least one of my sons and his gorgeous family lives close enough to for me to hug and kiss.
While the turkey is an interesting looking bird who makes a dumb sound, it's easy to draw, healthy to eat and tasty if you season and baste the hello out of it.
May all the birds in all the ovens across the States be well seasoned and basted regularly. There's nothing worse then dry turkey. But that's why everybody has gravy on hand--just in case. May yours be a good one--and if you're not having turkey in celebration of Turkey Day when the Pilgrims were damn grateful the Indians invited them to dinner, I hope you're having something good and you're having it with loved ones. No, I haven't had a slug of Wild Turkey yet, I just woke up with a happy heart in spite of the gloomy woods outside my window.
Another sketch of my woods in Fall to get the feel of how to paint it. It's a lot gloomy on this happy day. But the linear aspects of the trees is what fascinates me--and the density and the darkness without a turkey or deer in sight. Intuitively, I'm leaning towards a broad brush, a house painter's brush, 1 or 1 1/2", on a large canvas with colors limited and premixed in large quantities. The painting would be a play of vertical, horizontal and diagonal lines of varying widths, broken and dissecting space. I have the most difficulty simplifying the complexities I see in trees. But weeding out the unnecessary will wait till after the holiday weekend. I'm going to dinner then holiday shopping--if you're tired of shopping, you're not going to the right shops. December 1st is the first night of Hanukkah. I better get a move on.