This past summer, the summer of 2019, I decided to paint some regular, old-fashioned landscapes. This meant finding long and wide views, with big skies, and painting with a big brush from good vantage points. The underpaintings were done in odd colors, like cinnabar green, in order to make the surface colors glow, conveying a sensation of depth and heated air. I was invited to work in a gorgeous valley in Harford Count that turned out to be a treasure trove of just such views. I returned to it many times to paint or just gazeduring the months of July and August.
Closer to home, later in the year, I waited and waited for the leaves and colors to change. It took a long time, but they finally did. I got in a few smallish paintings as the landscape became bare and before it was too cold.