This summer painting really reminds me of summer.It is by Tennessee Artist Glenn Merchant. This is an abstract painting of a tree. The colors play with the eye. I really like the tree.
Here is and end of summer poem by Wayne Jackson (1951-1989)
August laughing wind
bouncing against the open window
extending a finger
into the corner of the summer
to ease the curtain aside
and gently blow a kiss
on my sweating brow
There are certainly similarities in color relationships here. Merchant is a more modern form of Monet, drifting into abstraction, but with the same intent, to capture the colors of the moment. To excite the eye.
Chair Paintings, harumph! I have one too. It’s empty. I called it and empty chair painting but no one asked for that so I seek a loftier set of words. If I succeed you see my painting. If I do not succeed, my painting remains on the wall of my dear Niece Cindy Jackson in Clarksville Tennessee. You can see it there or in any one of the attics in which it may reside in the future.
In order for you, some nameless person somewhere, to see my chair painting I have to say chair painting now. I also need outside links for my robot friends. I must be the chair painting expert. There I said it again.
Chair Paintings. Let’s See there is Van Gogh’s chair painting:
Van Gogh Chair Painting
Paul Gauguin was Vincent’s buddy. They lived together for awhile and then Vince cut off his ear. That would put a strain on any friendship.
Leif Nilsson Spring Street Studio and Gallery, LLC
Connecticut Artist Leif Nilsson is an impressionist. A modern form of Monet in Connecticut. His art is wonderful. His site is so very well done so get out of here and go there.
Click on the pic above and use Cntrl + to enlarge. It’s high-res and you can zoom to the brush strokes. Very pretty close-up. With impasto the eyes loves to just look at ther brushstokes. They are part of the art.
The internet is about content and links. Our little show and tell gene is a bit more out of hand than most and our posts and links mean that we can help other artists be seen on their sites.
Artist Leif Nilsson is our content today. We like the way he goes for it.
Any artist knows the cost of materials and impasto is expensive. To paint Van Gogh’s paintings with his materials would cost a small fortune. We admire Leif’s work!
This creek painting was painted from a photograph of Passenger Creek in 1989. There was a tree in the photo which was not falling but certainly about to fall. It makes me think of the “tree falling in the forest” statement we all know. Maybe it was caught up in that branch. It adds an element of anticipation on the creek. Here is our earlier post of this creek painting
All paintings have a story and even maybe a byline. This one has a byline. I painted it the day my brother died. I’d cut it into a thousand pieces if I could get him back. The last strokes went on when the phone rang. I was painting it for Wayne Jackson.
Creek paintings are plentiful. Famous creek paintings I cannot seem to reference. Maybe this should be one. Things don’t turn out that way though.
My first effort with this photo was this smaller creek painting . This painting was owned by Wayne and is now in my possession. I had just started painting and he put it on his wall and bought a light for it. This sparked my painting efforts. The creek, in particular passenger creek has always been special for me. The creek represents a small out of the way unnoticed peace and tranquility. A place of small sounds, insects and birds. I grew up on a farm on a creek. My earliest memories are walking the trails beside this little creek, fishing and swimming with my brothers.
These creek paintings were my earliest efforts and maybe my best. They were impressions of peaceful times, of good times as a child. Oil paint has a way of becoming more translucent over the years. These creek paintings were painted in 1989. A few years later I began painting on paper and painted this last painting of the creek. This one is dated 1992. It is the last of the series.
Here is a pic of my brother, Wayne Jackson.
Here is a link to his poems. He was, and is, my brother and friend. These paintings and my art are dedicated to him. He encouraged me. That is the greatest gift.
amous creek paintings I cannot seem to reference. Maybe this should be one. Things don’t turn out that way though.
s a pic of my brother, Wayne Jackson.
