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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" gd:etag="W/&quot;DEIGQnwzeip7ImA9WxNaFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218742510888980955</id><updated>2009-11-29T22:48:43.282-06:00</updated><title type="text">A Visual Journey</title><subtitle type="html">Looking, and learning to create impressions in oil</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02657187768183498744</uri><email>ksphipps@gmail.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>328</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/phippsart" type="application/atom+xml" /><feedburner:emailServiceId xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0">phippsart</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0">http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QMRn8zcSp7ImA9WxNaEUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218742510888980955.post-2696376621245640829</id><published>2009-11-25T16:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T16:49:47.189-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-25T16:49:47.189-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="still life painting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pomegranate" /><title>pomegranate</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/Sw20f47291I/AAAAAAAABZM/eIRKVD5lfI4/s1600/pommegranite.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/Sw20f47291I/AAAAAAAABZM/eIRKVD5lfI4/s400/pommegranite.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408177187494229842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;9" x 12", oil on linen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218742510888980955-2696376621245640829?l=phippsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/feeds/2696376621245640829/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7218742510888980955&amp;postID=2696376621245640829&amp;isPopup=true" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/2696376621245640829?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/2696376621245640829?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/2009/11/pomegranate.html" title="pomegranate" /><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02657187768183498744</uri><email>ksphipps@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03174860800994895858" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/Sw20f47291I/AAAAAAAABZM/eIRKVD5lfI4/s72-c/pommegranite.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkMERHY4eSp7ImA9WxNaEEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218742510888980955.post-6716258676013317566</id><published>2009-11-24T13:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T13:20:05.831-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-24T13:20:05.831-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chicago cityscape" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Chicago plein air painting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="emmit's chicago" /><title>emmit's in sun</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SwwvGwTmk7I/AAAAAAAABY4/oQ3Bc3qAOL4/s1600/emmit%27s-in-sun.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SwwvGwTmk7I/AAAAAAAABY4/oQ3Bc3qAOL4/s400/emmit%27s-in-sun.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407749045657965490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8" x 10", oil on panel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there is sun here too sometimes, and surprisingly I find these sunny paintings as (more?) challenging that the rainy day ones. How much contrast? How warm in the light? How cool in the shade? How to make it bright but not garish? And how to create a sense of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sun&lt;/span&gt; with pigment and oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was painted at one of Chicago's six-corner intersections that have the flat-iron buildings that often house, what else?, a great pub. This one is &lt;a href="http://www.emmits.com/"&gt;Emmit's&lt;/a&gt;, which has quite a colorful history of its own, once having been the bank of Chicago gangsters, a spot to watch dwarf-tossing, and more recently, a favorite for Hollywood producers to shoot scenes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218742510888980955-6716258676013317566?l=phippsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/feeds/6716258676013317566/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7218742510888980955&amp;postID=6716258676013317566&amp;isPopup=true" title="12 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/6716258676013317566?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/6716258676013317566?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/2009/11/emmits-in-sun.html" title="emmit's in sun" /><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02657187768183498744</uri><email>ksphipps@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03174860800994895858" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SwwvGwTmk7I/AAAAAAAABY4/oQ3Bc3qAOL4/s72-c/emmit%27s-in-sun.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">12</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcBSXY7eSp7ImA9WxNbFUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218742510888980955.post-3407132158091568576</id><published>2009-11-18T19:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T19:10:58.801-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-18T19:10:58.801-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Logan Square painting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chicago cityscape" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Chicago plein air painting" /><title>logan square</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SwSZ_iPddUI/AAAAAAAABYw/R2cpNo6-xaM/s1600/logan-square.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SwSZ_iPddUI/AAAAAAAABYw/R2cpNo6-xaM/s400/logan-square.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405614769553896770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8" x 10", oil on panel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More cityscapes in the rain. Although perhaps this is a somewhat odd angle to have chosen for the scene (perspective-wise), I was stopped by that great blue color on the entrance to the el stop. These days when something specific stops me as I look around for what I'm going to paint, no matter how much more I look around, I always come back to that first thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218742510888980955-3407132158091568576?l=phippsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/feeds/3407132158091568576/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7218742510888980955&amp;postID=3407132158091568576&amp;isPopup=true" title="18 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/3407132158091568576?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/3407132158091568576?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/2009/11/logan-square.html" title="logan square" /><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02657187768183498744</uri><email>ksphipps@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03174860800994895858" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SwSZ_iPddUI/AAAAAAAABYw/R2cpNo6-xaM/s72-c/logan-square.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">18</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0AERXkycCp7ImA9WxNbE0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218742510888980955.post-2090832821335648531</id><published>2009-11-15T17:24:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T09:35:04.798-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-16T09:35:04.798-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="still life painting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="soft paint edges" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="beet painting" /><title>golden beets</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SwFxHis8tMI/AAAAAAAABYo/_joVx7f6PdM/s1600/golden-beets.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SwFxHis8tMI/AAAAAAAABYo/_joVx7f6PdM/s400/golden-beets.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404725402209662146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;11" x 14", oil on linen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back inside to work on my edges, again. I softened, hardened, softened, hardened the edges here to pull some things forward and let some recede. I thought, too, about that oh so easy to forget idea that an object's edge shouldn't continue for very long as either soft or hard, but rather, that it should vary between the two as the object turns in space.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218742510888980955-2090832821335648531?l=phippsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/feeds/2090832821335648531/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7218742510888980955&amp;postID=2090832821335648531&amp;isPopup=true" title="10 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/2090832821335648531?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/2090832821335648531?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/2009/11/golden-beets.html" title="golden beets" /><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02657187768183498744</uri><email>ksphipps@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03174860800994895858" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SwFxHis8tMI/AAAAAAAABYo/_joVx7f6PdM/s72-c/golden-beets.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">10</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkIFQ3w4eip7ImA9WxNUGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218742510888980955.post-4080121444633944529</id><published>2009-11-10T12:19:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T11:28:32.232-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-11T11:28:32.232-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="urban painting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chicago cityscape" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Chicago plein air painting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="city scrap metal chicago" /><title>City Scrap Metal</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/Svr0Mxy3JII/AAAAAAAABYI/vDDhArkpD2A/s1600-h/recycling-plant.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/Svr0Mxy3JII/AAAAAAAABYI/vDDhArkpD2A/s400/recycling-plant.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402899203346605186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8" x 10", oil on linen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is another one of those fantastically rainy and gray days where I felt like I just needed to be out.  On this day I took shelter from the rain under the recently widened North Avenue bridge, which doesn't really do much to alleviate Chicago's awful traffic but does prove a nice area for a painter to set-up and look North or South along the Chicago river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the view North towards the  City Scrap Metal plant, which seems to be almost always in motion...piles slowly growing and diminishing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always fascinated by the drama of a scene like this, where the smoke actually looks lighter than the sky, and the colors are seemingly incongruous: so rich and so gray at the same time .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218742510888980955-4080121444633944529?l=phippsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/feeds/4080121444633944529/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7218742510888980955&amp;postID=4080121444633944529&amp;isPopup=true" title="15 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/4080121444633944529?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/4080121444633944529?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/2009/11/city-scrap-metal.html" title="City Scrap Metal" /><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02657187768183498744</uri><email>ksphipps@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03174860800994895858" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/Svr0Mxy3JII/AAAAAAAABYI/vDDhArkpD2A/s72-c/recycling-plant.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">15</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU4DRXg9eyp7ImA9WxNUFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218742510888980955.post-3440106545646349811</id><published>2009-11-06T11:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T11:19:34.663-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-06T11:19:34.663-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chicago cityscape" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="leavitt" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Chicago plein air painting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="milwaukee avenue" /><title>milwaukee/leavitt</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SvRajVWhcII/AAAAAAAABXo/b25VX3nfNpQ/s1600-h/milwaukee-and-leavitt.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SvRajVWhcII/AAAAAAAABXo/b25VX3nfNpQ/s400/milwaukee-and-leavitt.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401041416197599362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8" x 10", oil on panel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes these days I feel like I just wait for it to be gray and rainy around here. Lucky  (?) for me I usually don't have to wait too long. But I absolutely love the mood found in paintings made on these types of days, and I especially love the way the streetlights/stoplights/headlights look. Another added bonus I've discovered if one is willing to put on her raincoat and go stand on a street corner and paint in the rain is that there are many fewer people out and about, so concentration is easier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218742510888980955-3440106545646349811?l=phippsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/feeds/3440106545646349811/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7218742510888980955&amp;postID=3440106545646349811&amp;isPopup=true" title="10 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/3440106545646349811?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/3440106545646349811?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/2009/11/milwaukeeleavitt.html" title="milwaukee/leavitt" /><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02657187768183498744</uri><email>ksphipps@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03174860800994895858" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SvRajVWhcII/AAAAAAAABXo/b25VX3nfNpQ/s72-c/milwaukee-and-leavitt.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">10</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEUDRn4zcCp7ImA9WxNUEko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218742510888980955.post-4796210363654942006</id><published>2009-11-03T13:02:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T13:24:37.088-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-03T13:24:37.088-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="edges" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="coconut" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="still life painting" /><title>coconut</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SvCDMTnrEkI/AAAAAAAABXY/Uc7d5TURX5o/s1600-h/coconut.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SvCDMTnrEkI/AAAAAAAABXY/Uc7d5TURX5o/s400/coconut.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399960200665567810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8" x 10", oil on panel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking a lot about edges, as I always do. The edges are such an essential, and yet such a subtle, component of a painting. Aside from being able to communicate a sense of believable form of an object, they can signal the type of light being cast onto that object.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this painting I kept the edges relatively hard so as to convey the sense of bright light shining on the coconut pieces and the lime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218742510888980955-4796210363654942006?l=phippsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/feeds/4796210363654942006/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7218742510888980955&amp;postID=4796210363654942006&amp;isPopup=true" title="19 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/4796210363654942006?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/4796210363654942006?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/2009/11/coconut.html" title="coconut" /><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02657187768183498744</uri><email>ksphipps@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03174860800994895858" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SvCDMTnrEkI/AAAAAAAABXY/Uc7d5TURX5o/s72-c/coconut.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">19</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UCRH04eSp7ImA9WxNVGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218742510888980955.post-1202114428077937633</id><published>2009-10-31T09:20:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T09:27:45.331-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-31T09:27:45.331-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="still life painting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="limes" /><title>limes</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SuxJVazF3II/AAAAAAAABXI/j42vO2AzE6w/s1600-h/limes-on-orange.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SuxJVazF3II/AAAAAAAABXI/j42vO2AzE6w/s400/limes-on-orange.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398770685630078082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;9" x 12", oil on linen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I got done serving up all of my eggplants, a color change seemed in order, but a color still full of vibrancy. So, limes...and margaritas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218742510888980955-1202114428077937633?l=phippsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/feeds/1202114428077937633/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7218742510888980955&amp;postID=1202114428077937633&amp;isPopup=true" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/1202114428077937633?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/1202114428077937633?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/2009/10/limes.html" title="limes" /><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02657187768183498744</uri><email>ksphipps@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03174860800994895858" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SuxJVazF3II/AAAAAAAABXI/j42vO2AzE6w/s72-c/limes-on-orange.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcBR385cSp7ImA9WxNVGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218742510888980955.post-7211896747939750569</id><published>2009-10-29T19:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T19:20:56.129-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-29T19:20:56.129-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="eggplant" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="still life painting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fabric study" /><title>more eggplants</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SuoxXpPOiqI/AAAAAAAABW0/5zQMu5NrqQY/s1600-h/eggplants-with-pink.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SuoxXpPOiqI/AAAAAAAABW0/5zQMu5NrqQY/s400/eggplants-with-pink.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398181385633434274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;11" x 14", oil o panel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another study of eggplants, this time a few of the different varieties I found at the market. I was also interested here in objects that had a common color running through them, and how that color subtly changed from one object to the next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218742510888980955-7211896747939750569?l=phippsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/feeds/7211896747939750569/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7218742510888980955&amp;postID=7211896747939750569&amp;isPopup=true" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/7211896747939750569?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/7211896747939750569?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-eggplants.html" title="more eggplants" /><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02657187768183498744</uri><email>ksphipps@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03174860800994895858" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SuoxXpPOiqI/AAAAAAAABW0/5zQMu5NrqQY/s72-c/eggplants-with-pink.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIEQ3c4eip7ImA9WxNVFkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218742510888980955.post-7968329726742289804</id><published>2009-10-27T10:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T10:48:22.932-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-27T10:48:22.932-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="eggplant" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="still life painting" /><title>eggplant</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SucU3BO3afI/AAAAAAAABWk/fSykDNemfKs/s1600-h/eggplant-and-peppers.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SucU3BO3afI/AAAAAAAABWk/fSykDNemfKs/s400/eggplant-and-peppers.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397305613882976754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8" x 10", oil on panel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to do a second study with the eggplant because I was interested in further exploring what I'd found particularly interesting about the last couple of pieces: that idea of contrasting neutrals with bright pops of color. I like this idea of reserving color, of subduing the majority of a piece and saving the saturated hues for very small and concentrated areas. I also loved that almost-translucent violet of the Chinese eggplant's skin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218742510888980955-7968329726742289804?l=phippsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/feeds/7968329726742289804/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7218742510888980955&amp;postID=7968329726742289804&amp;isPopup=true" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/7968329726742289804?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/7968329726742289804?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/2009/10/eggplant.html" title="eggplant" /><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02657187768183498744</uri><email>ksphipps@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03174860800994895858" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SucU3BO3afI/AAAAAAAABWk/fSykDNemfKs/s72-c/eggplant-and-peppers.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkINRXkyfCp7ImA9WxNVFUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218742510888980955.post-6779767583269805555</id><published>2009-10-25T19:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T19:56:34.794-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-25T19:56:34.794-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="still life painting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="red pitaya" /><title>red pitaya, opened</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SuTyvBZ_4MI/AAAAAAAABWc/pJ8Q9fQXg58/s1600-h/red-pitaya-opened.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SuTyvBZ_4MI/AAAAAAAABWc/pJ8Q9fQXg58/s400/red-pitaya-opened.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396705143141949634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8" x 10", oil on panel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home with my strange little fruit, I was delighted to find that the inside was just as interesting as the outside of it, and fairly tasty, too...similar to a kiwi in flavor and texture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218742510888980955-6779767583269805555?l=phippsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/feeds/6779767583269805555/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7218742510888980955&amp;postID=6779767583269805555&amp;isPopup=true" title="12 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/6779767583269805555?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/6779767583269805555?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/2009/10/red-pitaya-opened.html" title="red pitaya, opened" /><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02657187768183498744</uri><email>ksphipps@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03174860800994895858" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SuTyvBZ_4MI/AAAAAAAABWc/pJ8Q9fQXg58/s72-c/red-pitaya-opened.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">12</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMARng9fSp7ImA9WxNVEk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218742510888980955.post-5049661548342015500</id><published>2009-10-21T16:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T09:57:27.665-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-22T09:57:27.665-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="still life painting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="red pitaya" /><title>the unknown fruit...</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/St-B4Dtym_I/AAAAAAAABWM/pKUUaEfYk8I/s1600-h/red-pitaya.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/St-B4Dtym_I/AAAAAAAABWM/pKUUaEfYk8I/s400/red-pitaya.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395173678683167730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;11" x 14", oil on panel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...is a red pitaya, and caused a bit of  puzzlement when I brought it to my still life class. I couldn't resist it's unusual appearance and fabulous (pink!) color when I spotted it at the market. It deserved to be the star of its own little painting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218742510888980955-5049661548342015500?l=phippsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/feeds/5049661548342015500/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7218742510888980955&amp;postID=5049661548342015500&amp;isPopup=true" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/5049661548342015500?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/5049661548342015500?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/2009/10/unknown-fuit.html" title="the unknown fruit..." /><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02657187768183498744</uri><email>ksphipps@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03174860800994895858" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/St-B4Dtym_I/AAAAAAAABWM/pKUUaEfYk8I/s72-c/red-pitaya.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8CQns8fCp7ImA9WxNVEE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218742510888980955.post-1815766013769350501</id><published>2009-10-19T21:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T22:04:23.574-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-19T22:04:23.574-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="still life painting" /><title>susan's pot</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/St0mVE0aNRI/AAAAAAAABWE/f3qPFjctfio/s1600-h/susan%27s-pot.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/St0mVE0aNRI/AAAAAAAABWE/f3qPFjctfio/s400/susan%27s-pot.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394510072172393746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8" x 10", oil on linen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan always has interesting still life objects around which she then generously lends to me, like this tricky little pot...what color is it?! It's metal, it's old, it's bluish, it's blackish, it's greenish...see Susan's versions &lt;a href="http://hong-sammons.blogspot.com/2009/10/adornments-2009-exhibition-and-sale.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://hong-sammons.blogspot.com/2009/10/blame-it-on-canvas.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. This painting felt good to make to just loosen up, with free brushstrokes and spontaneous application...a good anti-dote when one has the tendency to over-think and tighten-up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218742510888980955-1815766013769350501?l=phippsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/feeds/1815766013769350501/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7218742510888980955&amp;postID=1815766013769350501&amp;isPopup=true" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/1815766013769350501?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/1815766013769350501?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/2009/10/susans-pot.html" title="susan's pot" /><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02657187768183498744</uri><email>ksphipps@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03174860800994895858" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/St0mVE0aNRI/AAAAAAAABWE/f3qPFjctfio/s72-c/susan%27s-pot.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMMQHo-cCp7ImA9WxNWFkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218742510888980955.post-1487112565033962697</id><published>2009-10-15T19:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T19:54:41.458-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-15T19:54:41.458-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chicago cityscape" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Chicago plein air painting" /><title>goose island</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/StfB2qOtSyI/AAAAAAAABV8/HgWOTqFu5-A/s1600-h/goose-island.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/StfB2qOtSyI/AAAAAAAABV8/HgWOTqFu5-A/s400/goose-island.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392992223592532770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;9" x 12", oil on panel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect follow-up paintings to the end-of-summer paintings must be what we're now in for: gray. I'll restate my love of gray light, though, as it always lends such a moodiness to pieces. Here I tried to think of keeping everything as a simple mass, and then when I put in the wires, it seemed to add just enough detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was done on Goose Island, the only island in the Chicago River.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218742510888980955-1487112565033962697?l=phippsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/feeds/1487112565033962697/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7218742510888980955&amp;postID=1487112565033962697&amp;isPopup=true" title="12 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/1487112565033962697?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/1487112565033962697?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/2009/10/goose-island.html" title="goose island" /><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02657187768183498744</uri><email>ksphipps@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03174860800994895858" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/StfB2qOtSyI/AAAAAAAABV8/HgWOTqFu5-A/s72-c/goose-island.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">12</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMDQXk_eCp7ImA9WxNWFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218742510888980955.post-4338887093031748456</id><published>2009-10-13T09:22:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T21:14:30.740-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-13T21:14:30.740-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Indiana plein air painting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="das dutchman essenhaus" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="amish flower quilt" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="quilt gardens tour indiana" /><title>the end of summer paintings: das dutchman essenhaus mural</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/StSNTP92NOI/AAAAAAAABVk/SUmDF14_bbQ/s1600-h/flower-quilt.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/StSNTP92NOI/AAAAAAAABVk/SUmDF14_bbQ/s400/flower-quilt.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392090015712294114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8" x 10", oil on panel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this is it, really, the last of the summer paintings. I could not resist posting this one because by now all of these colors are gone, of course. It was done in Indiana at one of the sites of the &lt;a href="http://www.amishcountry.org/QuiltGardens"&gt;Quilt Gardens Tour &lt;/a&gt;, which is a tour of a series of flower murals that have been inspired by Amish quilts and are scattered throughout Elkhart county's Amish country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was fascinated here by the challenges of (1) not painting individual flowers, and (2) getting the perspective to read as this mural went simultaneously up and away from me over the hill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218742510888980955-4338887093031748456?l=phippsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/feeds/4338887093031748456/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7218742510888980955&amp;postID=4338887093031748456&amp;isPopup=true" title="15 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/4338887093031748456?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/4338887093031748456?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/2009/10/end-of-summer-paintings-das-dutchman.html" title="the end of summer paintings: das dutchman essenhaus mural" /><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02657187768183498744</uri><email>ksphipps@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03174860800994895858" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/StSNTP92NOI/AAAAAAAABVk/SUmDF14_bbQ/s72-c/flower-quilt.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">15</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkENRHs9cSp7ImA9WxNWFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218742510888980955.post-1467282754540841206</id><published>2009-10-09T12:57:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T09:38:15.569-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-13T09:38:15.569-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Indiana plein air painting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lake albert" /><title>the end of summer paintings: lake albert</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/StSQzW88k_I/AAAAAAAABVs/vWfy4wDAPC0/s1600-h/lake-albert-09.09.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/StSQzW88k_I/AAAAAAAABVs/vWfy4wDAPC0/s400/lake-albert-09.09.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392093865878262770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;9" x 12", oil on panel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at my favorite Lake Albert for one last summer-like painting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218742510888980955-1467282754540841206?l=phippsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/feeds/1467282754540841206/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7218742510888980955&amp;postID=1467282754540841206&amp;isPopup=true" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/1467282754540841206?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/1467282754540841206?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/2009/10/end-of-summer-paintings-lake-albert.html" title="the end of summer paintings: lake albert" /><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02657187768183498744</uri><email>ksphipps@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03174860800994895858" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/StSQzW88k_I/AAAAAAAABVs/vWfy4wDAPC0/s72-c/lake-albert-09.09.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cESHYzcSp7ImA9WxNWFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218742510888980955.post-2701980021663476041</id><published>2009-10-07T19:25:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T09:43:29.889-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-13T09:43:29.889-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="landscape painting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Indiana plein air painting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="farm equipment" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="farm painting" /><title>the end of summer paintings: indiana farm</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/StSSBsj-vgI/AAAAAAAABV0/wALJD40_bI8/s1600-h/indiana-farm.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/StSSBsj-vgI/AAAAAAAABV0/wALJD40_bI8/s400/indiana-farm.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392095211708923394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;9" x 12", oil on panel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few paintings that I made right before the weather began to change and I, with great sadness, retired my flip-flops for the season. I have just begun to look outside and notice the changing colors, which of course will afford their own beautiful scenes, but these next few paintings for me have just a little bit of nostalgia, because they still feel like they have that summer air in them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218742510888980955-2701980021663476041?l=phippsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/feeds/2701980021663476041/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7218742510888980955&amp;postID=2701980021663476041&amp;isPopup=true" title="13 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/2701980021663476041?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/2701980021663476041?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/2009/10/end-of-summer-paintings-indiana-farm.html" title="the end of summer paintings: indiana farm" /><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02657187768183498744</uri><email>ksphipps@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03174860800994895858" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/StSSBsj-vgI/AAAAAAAABV0/wALJD40_bI8/s72-c/indiana-farm.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">13</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8HRX04fyp7ImA9WxNXFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218742510888980955.post-8449645686244274490</id><published>2009-10-03T11:26:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T11:53:54.337-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-03T11:53:54.337-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="edgewater" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chicago cityscape" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Chicago plein air painting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="plein air painters of chicago" /><title>empties (foster beach)</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SseBllRRU9I/AAAAAAAABVE/DvAD52sfjME/s1600-h/empties.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SseBllRRU9I/AAAAAAAABVE/DvAD52sfjME/s400/empties.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388417961831781330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8" x 10", oil on panel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Plein Air Painters of Chicago have an exhibition that we opened last night at the Edgewater Historical Society here in Chicago. All of our paintings were of the Edgewater neighborhood, on the north side of the city, and this is the painting I put in the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of those ones where I was standing at the edge of Lake Michigan thinking Well of course I'll paint this beautiful lake, and then I turned around and saw this unusual little scene that immediately commanded my attention and won out over the lake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218742510888980955-8449645686244274490?l=phippsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/feeds/8449645686244274490/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7218742510888980955&amp;postID=8449645686244274490&amp;isPopup=true" title="12 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/8449645686244274490?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/8449645686244274490?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/2009/10/empties-foster-beach.html" title="empties (foster beach)" /><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02657187768183498744</uri><email>ksphipps@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03174860800994895858" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SseBllRRU9I/AAAAAAAABVE/DvAD52sfjME/s72-c/empties.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">12</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cMSXg_fip7ImA9WxNXE0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218742510888980955.post-344293939883346993</id><published>2009-09-30T21:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T21:44:48.646-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-30T21:44:48.646-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chicago cityscape" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Chicago plein air painting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="humboldt park painting" /><title>humbolt park field</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SsQXW7bXIVI/AAAAAAAABU0/EgvsoLD4F6A/s1600-h/humboldt-field.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SsQXW7bXIVI/AAAAAAAABU0/EgvsoLD4F6A/s400/humboldt-field.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387456736918970706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8" x 10", oil on panel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More time in the fields, because it's good for the soul, even on a gray day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218742510888980955-344293939883346993?l=phippsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/feeds/344293939883346993/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7218742510888980955&amp;postID=344293939883346993&amp;isPopup=true" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/344293939883346993?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/344293939883346993?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/2009/09/humbolt-park-field.html" title="humbolt park field" /><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02657187768183498744</uri><email>ksphipps@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03174860800994895858" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SsQXW7bXIVI/AAAAAAAABU0/EgvsoLD4F6A/s72-c/humboldt-field.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkAAR3kyfyp7ImA9WxNQGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218742510888980955.post-9167933454345887123</id><published>2009-09-25T13:38:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T13:52:26.797-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-25T13:52:26.797-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="landscape painting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="field painting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Chicago plein air painting" /><title>field</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/Sr0RDTS4a1I/AAAAAAAABUs/NJySx_bBqgU/s1600-h/field-study.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/Sr0RDTS4a1I/AAAAAAAABUs/NJySx_bBqgU/s400/field-study.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385479477821729618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;10" x 8", oil on panel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good to have some days away from the cityscapes and in quiet fields, too. This is one that I started out not liking, but then began to value it because I noticed it had those soft edges that can be so elusive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218742510888980955-9167933454345887123?l=phippsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/feeds/9167933454345887123/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7218742510888980955&amp;postID=9167933454345887123&amp;isPopup=true" title="16 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/9167933454345887123?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/9167933454345887123?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/2009/09/field.html" title="field" /><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02657187768183498744</uri><email>ksphipps@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03174860800994895858" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/Sr0RDTS4a1I/AAAAAAAABUs/NJySx_bBqgU/s72-c/field-study.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">16</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYGQnk_fCp7ImA9WxNQGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218742510888980955.post-4043661535529900233</id><published>2009-09-24T13:12:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T13:32:03.744-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-24T13:32:03.744-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blue line chicago el" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chicago cityscape" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Chicago plein air painting" /><title>under the el</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/Sru2kjW-jHI/AAAAAAAABUQ/dpQle8xAT_k/s1600-h/under-the-el.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/Sru2kjW-jHI/AAAAAAAABUQ/dpQle8xAT_k/s400/under-the-el.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385098518534720626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;10" x 8", oil on panel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been a while since I'd been out on the streets painting, and so the shock of being in the middle of one of the craziest intersections around (the six corners of Damen/North/Milwaukee) was a bit much: the sirens, the business and noise and "visitors" to my easel, and, my personal favorite, being called an a**hole over multiple lanes of traffic because I refused to acknowledge one respectful man's overtures. Ah, plein air painting in the city! The first painting didn't go so well. At the next outing I retreated into an alley, where the aromas and garbage at my feet were preferable to the goings-on in the street.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218742510888980955-4043661535529900233?l=phippsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/feeds/4043661535529900233/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7218742510888980955&amp;postID=4043661535529900233&amp;isPopup=true" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/4043661535529900233?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/4043661535529900233?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/2009/09/under-el.html" title="under the el" /><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02657187768183498744</uri><email>ksphipps@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03174860800994895858" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/Sru2kjW-jHI/AAAAAAAABUQ/dpQle8xAT_k/s72-c/under-the-el.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUMNRno7fyp7ImA9WxNQFk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218742510888980955.post-118380426490306253</id><published>2009-09-22T11:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T11:38:17.407-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-22T11:38:17.407-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="alla prima" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="still life painting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="direct method" /><title>387 strokes</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/Srj5DFeSCCI/AAAAAAAABUI/m0bHMA2q9lY/s1600-h/387-strokes.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/Srj5DFeSCCI/AAAAAAAABUI/m0bHMA2q9lY/s400/387-strokes.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384327185925539874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6" x 8", oil on panel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever counted how many brushstrokes you make in a painting? I decided to try that in this little painting of a canary melon (which I'd never seen before but was very delicious), and it was quite an enlightening experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in this piece I started with a white ground and no underpainting, which is rare for me these days, and laid down each stroke so that it was final...no fudging, smearing around, or half-assing it...if it was there, it was there to stay. It was interesting that counting my strokes made me acutely aware of the necessity, or lack thereof, of each piece of paint that I was laying down. It made me really slow down in the painting process and required a surprisingly huge amount of mental focus: Does this sstroke really need to be put here? Is this one stroke the right color, value, and shape? How will I control the brush to achieve a particular type of edge? How can I most efficiently describe what I'm seeing with only one piece of paint? It also made me realize that the further along the painting got, the more strokes I seemed to be making in that tendency to noodle around towards the end of the piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I decided that going over 400 strokes on such a small painting and simple composition was something I just didn't want to do, so I stopped. Next thing will be to try this with landscape painting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218742510888980955-118380426490306253?l=phippsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/feeds/118380426490306253/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7218742510888980955&amp;postID=118380426490306253&amp;isPopup=true" title="10 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/118380426490306253?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/118380426490306253?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/2009/09/387-strokes.html" title="387 strokes" /><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02657187768183498744</uri><email>ksphipps@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03174860800994895858" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/Srj5DFeSCCI/AAAAAAAABUI/m0bHMA2q9lY/s72-c/387-strokes.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">10</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUEMQ3s6cCp7ImA9WxNQE0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218742510888980955.post-3598119414258190701</id><published>2009-09-19T11:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T11:28:02.518-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-19T11:28:02.518-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="still life painting" /><title>dark painting #3</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SrUGDmMxjsI/AAAAAAAABT4/cYFms7dzCnI/s1600-h/dark-painting-%233.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SrUGDmMxjsI/AAAAAAAABT4/cYFms7dzCnI/s400/dark-painting-%233.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383215588454796994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6" x 8", oil on linen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...getting darker still, more austere, trying to see how empty the foreground can stay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218742510888980955-3598119414258190701?l=phippsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/feeds/3598119414258190701/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7218742510888980955&amp;postID=3598119414258190701&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/3598119414258190701?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/3598119414258190701?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/2009/09/dark-painting-3.html" title="dark painting #3" /><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02657187768183498744</uri><email>ksphipps@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03174860800994895858" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SrUGDmMxjsI/AAAAAAAABT4/cYFms7dzCnI/s72-c/dark-painting-%233.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE8ESXk6eSp7ImA9WxNQEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218742510888980955.post-2205367467120504633</id><published>2009-09-18T11:47:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T11:53:28.711-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-18T11:53:28.711-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="still life painting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="radishes" /><title>dark painting #2</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SrO6mYKWD5I/AAAAAAAABTw/1jgGncIDio0/s1600-h/radishes2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SrO6mYKWD5I/AAAAAAAABTw/1jgGncIDio0/s400/radishes2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382851148121509778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6" x 8", oil on linen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally my previous dark painting led me to the questions of How dark? and How empty? So here I tried experimenting with going as dark as I thought I could everywhere except in the focal area, and keeping the space as empty as I thought possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also tried to open up some of my edges in order to allow a flow from one radish into the next, and to keep the piece somewhat "imperfect".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218742510888980955-2205367467120504633?l=phippsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/feeds/2205367467120504633/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7218742510888980955&amp;postID=2205367467120504633&amp;isPopup=true" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/2205367467120504633?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/2205367467120504633?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/2009/09/dark-painting-2.html" title="dark painting #2" /><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02657187768183498744</uri><email>ksphipps@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03174860800994895858" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SrO6mYKWD5I/AAAAAAAABTw/1jgGncIDio0/s72-c/radishes2.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUAMSXk_cSp7ImA9WxNQEUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218742510888980955.post-6029382049688984040</id><published>2009-09-16T21:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T21:16:28.749-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-16T21:16:28.749-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="still life painting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chiaroscurro" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="turnips" /><title>post vegas slump, or, turnip</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SrGb7e_QrII/AAAAAAAABTg/UAtRHoWQPlk/s1600-h/turnip.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SrGb7e_QrII/AAAAAAAABTg/UAtRHoWQPlk/s400/turnip.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382254475917438082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8" x 10", oil on panel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my return from Vegas I experienced my usual post-Vegas slump as I settled back into my routines... going back to work in the morning rather than going downstairs to peruse the day's odds in the sportsbook with mimosa in hand is never quite as fun...and so my paintings after my return kind of reflect this mood a bit.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like making some paintings that felt austere, empty, and dark.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218742510888980955-6029382049688984040?l=phippsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/feeds/6029382049688984040/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7218742510888980955&amp;postID=6029382049688984040&amp;isPopup=true" title="15 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/6029382049688984040?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218742510888980955/posts/default/6029382049688984040?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://phippsart.blogspot.com/2009/09/post-vegas-slump-or-turnip.html" title="post vegas slump, or, turnip" /><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02657187768183498744</uri><email>ksphipps@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03174860800994895858" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ-bzKIYoKw/SrGb7e_QrII/AAAAAAAABTg/UAtRHoWQPlk/s72-c/turnip.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">15</thr:total></entry></feed>
