Yesterday was a very pleasant day for painting outdoors. I walked down a stone-lined path in a wooded area and found my subject, an ancient fountain.
I hiked back up the hill to eat my lunch, sitting in the shade beside my car (don’t know whose car that is that “snuck” into my photo).
What to my wondering eyes should appear but a giant green rabbit!
I did some more hiking, but now with much less baggage, leaving my art supplies in the car. I enjoyed being able to scamper over rocks, okay, I did not exactly scamper when it was uphill. I wondered: Can I because I do or do I because I can?
Yesterday I went to a contest called Plumes et Pinceaux. In addition to several art categories, there was one for writing. This hollyhock inspired me.
La Rose Trémière
En passant la riche couleur
de tes fleurs
attire mon regard
Rouge soutenue, presque noir
Au bord du trottoir.
Je plonge, je rêve,
le désire d’avoir
Peu importe ta branche cassée,
Tu ne demande pas beaucoup de place
ni terre fertile,
Tu resplendis tout simplement
Pour la joie du passant.
It was risky for me to write in French unarmed so to speak, no computer, no dictionary, but when I typed it up last night WORD only found two errors. That does not mean there aren’t more.
And my painting:
This past weekend, I participated in an outdoor painting contest three days straight.
These are called « sitting dogs » and one kind is a « nasturtium ».
Pour nos grandparents jardiniers
The two watering cans and the stone marked remembrance garden made me think of my grandmother and my father-in-law. I put some irises and pansies for them.
A man drew another man who was painting…
…painting a woman…
…who was doing the stairs…
1st prize amateur watercolour
I am sorry, I do not know the names of the other artists in order to give them credit.
For these contests we sign up in the morning, turn in our work around 3 PM. The jury chooses a winner in each category and then there is a ceremony with exhibit at 5:30. While I was hanging around the exhibit at Bodilis, waiting for the results, a man told me that I hadn’t drawn much today, and therefore I had not really done any work. He preferred what I had done at Guerlesquin. I replied that here, I had not drawn at all. I really did not expect to win the prize; there were other very skilfully done watercolours in the same category. You can see photos here: https://www.flickr.com/photos/couleursdebretagne/albums/72157683905358961/page2