This is a (24 x 18″) piece I’m working on over consecutive evenings on the Honolulu side.
There’s a beautiful light effect that takes place as the sun sets, and everything in the area slows down, making it an ideal place to paint. Fisherman are everywhere, coming back from days out on the ocean, speaking to me with accents that I can’t place. That part is fun, these guys hanging out, smoking their cigarettes, and speaking to each other in who-knows-what language. Sometimes, there’s been some drinking going on prior to discovering me and my painting, but they’re sailors, and that’s what they do.
I’m about halfway through, there are a number of adjustments/refinements in the color and light that need to develop. I can push it further, I think, toward something appearing more in the nature of a momentary glance than the prolonged stare it’s become. Simplifications don’t come quickly for me, I have to see the need, and that only comes after I’ve got things laid out.
And, as I always try to do, I’m developing the frame as I work on the painting.
This is the raw poplar, joined and fitted, awaiting sanding and the first undertone of color, probably a red as seen under the hull of the boat.