Once a year my Salem Art Group heads east over the Cascades to stay in a cabin along the Metolius River. We just returned from five days of art-making under the trees.Here I am waiting for Tory to pick me up.
Because she was taking her RV, I didn’t have to censor how much stuff I took.
Even the drive over the mountains was beautiful.
Once we arrived, I got my table set up under the trees.
This was the view from my upstairs bedroom window:
And this was the view from the deck of the cabin:
Over the course of five days, there was lots and lots of art-making. Here’s my space, all set up and ready for the new day.
Every day we would mosey out to begin again.
I worked on several pieces simultaneously, all in oil and cold wax, and as a result I returned home with several completed pieces and several with some great beginning layers.
And before we knew it, it was time to return home.
A few of the pieces in various stages of layerment. Hey, I like that made up word.
