| 28 August, 2014 20:04
Today was my Open Studio, a tradition among the artists-in-residence that allows the rangers, administration, grounds crew and volunteers to come take a look at what the artist has been up to for his or her month here. Renee provided her famous artist's palette cookies, much remarked upon at this reception. One ranger whipped out her iPhone to grab a photo, then apologized: "I'm sorry. We're supposed to be looking at the art and here I am taking a picture of the cookies."
I am extremely happy to have produced 18 paintings in 29 days here. Granted, three are not finished and some are only 6 by 8 inches. But two of the 18 are also the largest I've ever done, too large to have been tackled in my studio at home and done in sections so that I can fit them into the Prius for the trip home.
17 of these paintings -- even the unfinished ones -- were on the wall this afternoon for the park reception. Then, after some clean-up and packing for my departure tomorrow, I hiked down to one of the south meadows to paint one last time, number 18, a view of two apple trees.
All of these images will find their way onto this website eventually.
Participating in an artist residency, particularly at a site devoted to American painting, has been a dream. It's kind of like winning the lottery but without a cash award. Instead, the award given is the time and space to do what you dream of.
The staff at Weir Farm have a great deal to be proud of and I have a great deal for which to be grateful.