Yes, I know “start gate” is a silly metaphor for a house, but I stand by my contention that “house” is only one letter away from “horse” and therefore I should be able to use it with equine abandon.
I had to take a brief “vacation” (NOT) when I had shoulder repair surgery on October 25, so I’m now getting pretty good use of the affected limb back and got this drawing done in a couple of sessions. Trying to do shorter sessions so as not to overwork the bum shoulder. Anyhow, this will be an autumn rendition, and you don’t see much indication of leaves here because they will be splotched throughout the trees and piled high on the lawn areas.
The angles of this series of paintings keep moving inexorably to the left, which has nothing to do with politics but a lot to do with the position of the sun in the fall. In the original photo the sun was shining brightly through these trees directly towards the camera. I had positioned myself so the sun fireball itself was behind the biggest tree in the foreground and I could get nice highlights on the ground. The down side was that the trees were still quite green. So I returned several weeks later on a cloudy day (we had a long stretch of those and I knew with the shoulder rehab I would not get back anytime soon assuming the sun did eventually decide to reappear) and got some color, with a lot of the tree branches making nice patterns and a shallow layer of leaves on the ground.
Although I tried my best to match the angles, they did turn out slightly different. A main consideration was to be able to include a slice of the lake (lower right hand area) in this painting too. So in the drawing I moved a couple of trees slightly to give myself more room for the water and the structures along the far shore. I am going to assume that none of my client’s family has memorized every angle and position of those trees…