PRONGHORN ANTELOPE / Daily Painting #1134

Watercolor / 6 x 9 inches

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RAINY DAY, MADRID / Daily Painting #1092

Pen and Ink / Watercolor / 6 x 8 inches

Here's another in the popular new series, Confections. ( Well, not exactly. I decided to forego the pen and ink line in favor drawing directly the brush.) I'm having a great time with these, and apparently so are many of you.

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WAKAS (COW KACHINA) Daily Painting #1035

 

Oil on Paper Mounted on Panel / 6 x 6 Inches

Wakas is the Hopi take on the Spanish word for cattle, vacas. This is definitely a rare version of the Cow Kachina. But an intriguing one.

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SILVER BELL / Daily Painting #1027

 

Daily Painter’s Workshop
Ruidoso, New Mexico
July 22-23-24, 2013
Eastern New Mexico University

Join me this summer in the cool mountain town of Ruidoso, in Southern New Mexico, for a three day workshop, and discover ways to make painting an important and truly accessible part of your life.

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Oil on Paper Mounted on Panel / 6 x 6 Inches

Here's another subject from the window at Richardson's Trading Post and Pawn in Gallup, New Mexico. Not really a found still life, it's more of a study. I know one thing; it got under my skin and I just couldn't wait to paint it.

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ZUÑI SHALAKO KACHINA Daily Painting #657

Zuni Shalako Kachin

ZUÑI SHALAKO KACHINA

Oil on Panel / 6 x 6 inches / ©John Farnsworth

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HOUSE BLESSER

Shalako, the tall, 12 foot monster Kachina, with his great clacking beak, comes, accompanied by the Salimopia to bless all the new construction in the village of Zuñi in Western New Mexico.

IT’S THAT RODEO TIME OF YEAR Daily Photograph #1628

Rodeo Gear

RODEO GEAR

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SAND HILLS, NEW MEXICO Daily Painting #656

Sand Hills, NM

SAND HILLS, NEW MEXICO

Oil on Panel / 6 x 6 inches / ©John Farnsworth

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ADIOS, AT&T

This will be a short post because when I finally got over to Verizon today, they were closed until 2:45 for lunch. I had not been terribly impressed with the service there on my first visit, so I decided to go to Santa Fe to make the switch from AT&T. Three hours of drive time, two and a half hours with Verizon, a few minutes in Best Buy, dinner and some grocery shopping has left me with a shortened evening. The good news is that the switch seems to have gone without a hitch. I traded in our old phones for two new phones and a new 860L mifi device. Got out, after a mail in rebate, forty bucks ahead. I was very satisfied with AT&T. No complaints. Good coverage, no problems with their tech support. But there is no AT&T coverage in Taos, so they decided since I’m a fairly heavy user, they would just as soon drop me as a customer. This has been a major inconvenience, but I have hopes that I will be even more pleased with Verizon. We’ll soon find out.

RANCHOS MOON Daily Photograph #1627

Just a snapshot, but this was the view from our kitchen door a few nights ago, and I felt like sharing it with you. Enjoy.

Ranchos Moon

RANCHOS MOON

Oh, by the way, we ran through a beautiful cloudburst around Tesuque on our way to Santa Fe, and just miss another on our way home. Love the rain. We need it.

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CLOUD OVER THE SANGRES Daily Painting #655

Cloud Over the Sangres

CLOUD OVER THE SANGRES

Oil on Panel / 6 x 6 inches / ©John Farnsworth

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STUDIO VIEW

This was the view from my studio window in Santa Fe. It wasn’t easy to leave it. But when I think of all the views travel can offer, the sting is lessened. I’m making plans for a summer studio here in Taos that will have an equal or better view. Of course that’s going to take time and money. But there’s no need to hurry, and the less we hurry the less money it will take. We’ll start with what is now the garage, an adobe structure on the edge of the ridge that drops down to the valley of the Rio Pueblo de Ranchos, across to the Llano Quemado and on to the Picuris Mountains. It’s a simple but a sturdy building, and a small addition to the front will provide working space, while the original part will be used for storage and display. I’ll post ideas and progress as they occur.

I’ve nearly finished downloading some 50,000 photos from my iPhone4s onto my desktop and backed them up to an external hard drive. Now it should be safe to begin the transfer from AT&T to Verizon. That’s something I’m getting anxious to have behind me. Next, I need to go through all those photos, weed out any duplicates, and I expect there will be a lot. Then, I’ll need to get to work sorting and managing all the photographs that remain. I’ll have to tackle that a little at a time, so that I can get on to some other projects that are needing my attention.

Next on my agenda is an extensive overhaul of this blog. There are several areas that don’t flow the way I’d like them to. Some features need to be added, some retired. I’m open to suggestions, as always. What changes would you like to see?

CANYON CALL Daily Painting 1,626

Canyon Call

CANYON CALL

Because my Father was the engineer on the train from Williams to the Canyon, I lived a couple of summers at the Grand Canyon as a boy. Then, following my high school graduation, my first job was as dishwasher at the El Tovar Hotel. So, when I returned to the Canyon on my recent trip, I just couldn’t resist the idea of a night’s stay at the El Tovar. There were, of course, no rooms available when I arrived. I asked if I could be put on standby in case someone didn’t show up, and was told there was little chance of success, and that I would have to just come back around 6:30 and take my chances. I did, and I won. Dinner in the dining room, with someone else doing the dishes, a good night’s sleep, and I was able to get up in time to catch the shuttle out to the Easter Sunrise Service. On my way down the stairway to the shuttle, in the pre-dawn darkness, I came face to face with a very large lady elk. I could have reached out and touched her nose, but I didn’t. Instead, I took her picture, which I can’t seem to locate at the moment, and, when she made a coughing or snorting sound and took a step toward me, I decided it was time to get on down to the shuttle.

I was able, however, to locate this photograph of a Raven yelling into the depths of the Canyon the evening before, in front of the Bright Angel Lodge. I wonder what he was saying and who he was saying it to. I would really like to know. What’s your guess?

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YOUNG WADDLES Daily Painting #652

YOUNG WADDLES

YOUNG WADDLES

Oil on Panel / 6 x 6 inches / ©John Farnsworth

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DOG TIME

I just realized that I hadn’t painted a dog in a while. Not since January, in fact. I used to do a lot of full-sheet watercolors of dogs.Dogs are fun to paint. I photograph dogs on the street, in people’s homes, in cars and trucks, wherever I find them, and, eventually, most of them end up as paintings. I’m kind of getting the itch to do some more watercolors again.We’ll see. These daily oils are keeping me pretty busy, or at least the blog is. Did I mention I’m having the time of my life painting these little six-by-sixes?

UNION STATION, LA Daily Photograph #1623

Union Station LA

UNION STATION LA

One of my favorite places to photograph. Lots of people, interesting architecture, great light, flowers sunshine and palm trees and blue skies. Part of my Amtrak Series. This one is from my trip from Santa FE to California to show in the Randy Higbee 6×6 show in Costa Mesa in April of last year.

Know how sometimes a song gets stuck in your head, or part of a song, and won’t go away? For me it’s usually Frosty the Snow Man or Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer. But recently I started hearing a song that I couldn’t quite identify. Over and over. For days. Da da da dum skies of blue da da da dum it’s a beautiful day. Over and over. Slight variations, but never right, never whole. Certainly better than Frosty or Rudolph. Finally, it occurred to me to Google it. And there it was: Satchmo, Louis Armstrong, singing…

IT’S A WONDERFUL DAY

Songwriters: DIETZ, HOWARD / SCHWARTZ, ARTHUR
I see trees of green…….. red roses too
I see em bloom….. for me and for you
And I think to myself…. what a wonderful world.

I see skies of blue….. clouds of white
Bright blessed days….dark sacred nights
And I think to myself …..what a wonderful world.

The colors of a rainbow…..so pretty ..in the sky
Are also on the faces…..of people ..going by
I see friends shaking hands…..sayin.. how do you do
They’re really sayin……i love you.
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/l/louis+armstrong/what+a+wonderful+world_20085347.html ]
I hear babies cry…… I watch them grow
They’ll learn much more…..than I’ll never know
And I think to myself …..what a wonderful world

(instrumental break)

The colors of a rainbow…..so pretty ..in the sky
Are there on the faces…..of people ..going by
I see friends shaking hands…..sayin.. how do you do
They’re really sayin…*spoken*(I ….love….you).

I hear babies cry…… I watch them grow
*spoken*(you know their gonna learn
A whole lot more than I’ll never know)
And I think to myself …..what a wonderful world
Yes I think to myself …….what a wonderful world.

Wow, that one can stay in my head as long as it likes.

 

THE CHURCH AT SAN JOSÉ DEL VADO Daily Painting #643

ADOBE CHURCH AT SAN JOSE DEL VADO

THE CHURCH AT SAN JOSÉ DEL VADO

Oil on Panel / 6 x 6 inches / ©John Farnsworth

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I chanced across this little village on my back to Taos following the branding on Rowe Mesa, at the beginning of my travels in Betsy. It was for a while an important Pecos River Crossing on the Santa Fe Trail. Today it small, quiet town; the home, I believe, of Russel Means, aleader in the American Indian Movement of the 1960s.

Several days ago, Thea noticed sounds coming from the attic. Soon the sounds grew to the point of sounding like a bowling alley upstairs. Except that there are no stairs. Then we began to hear Meowing coming from the attic. We heard that some cats had died of Plague on the other side of Taos, so we decided it was time to get them out of there. Thea called animal control, and a deputy sheriff came out, climbed up on the roof, and braved the 120 degree or worse heat to go in and get the cats out. There were none. They must have left for the day. He sealed off the door that had apparently been left open by the satellite dish installer. All done. We thought. That evening, the sounds resumed. We called him back, and he discovered the problem. Our house was originally a flat roofed adobe. The roof consisted of a foot or two of earth on top of pine planks, lain across vigas, or log beams. Then, sometime in the fifties, a rather primitive pitched tin roof was built above the flat roof, creating a small attic space, running the length of the long, narrow house.

About that time, a false ceiling was added in the bedroom, by attaching compressed fiber tiles to cross pieces nailed to the bottoms of the vigas That created a shallow, second attic beneath the first.  A kitten had somehow become trapped in this space, and abandoned by its mother and siblings. The deputy left food and a trap in the attic, but apparently the kitten couldn’t get to it. The noise continued through the night. We weren’t sure how much longer the kitten could survive in the heat and the dark, and with no food or water.

This morning, when I got out of bed, in the other end of the house, where our bedroom now is, I heard the sounds of an electric reciprocating saw coming from the former bedroom, now guest room where the mewing had been coming from. Thea was up on a step stool with saw, chisel and hammer, determined to create an opening into the false attic. She got it open and we made a makeshift ramp for the cat to come down, but it required a jump of six or eight inches. I could coax him to the edge of the hole, and see him looking down, measuring, then backing off, repeatedly. Thea put out a dish of tuna to tempt him. The meows turned to howling and louder meowing.

I put a piece of the tuna at the edge of the opening, and spaced a few more pieces down the ramp. Nothing. Just loud, continuous crying.

I went outside and got some branches to make a “tree” for him to climb down. Then I took a slender branch, rubbed some tuna on the tip, and began wiggling it around in the opening. Pretty soon, I saw a tiny paw reach out for it. Then another, and then the kitten slipped and came sliding down the ramp. Thea picked him up and I knew it was over. Our family had just grown by a tiny, furry bit. We named him Atticus for obvious reasons.

I read somewhere the other day that all blogs turn into either politics or cat pictures. Well, here goes…

ATTICUS

ATTICUS

THEA WITH ATTICUS

THEA WITH ATTICUS

ATTICUS THE SNUGGLER

ATTICUS LOVES TO SNUGGLE

And so, life goes on. And it is grand!

RED HAIRED WAKAS (COW) KACHINA Daily Painting #591

 

RED HAIRED WAKAS (COW) KACHINA

Oil on Panel / 6 x 6 Inches / ©John Farnsworth

Finally, some adventure. I went to the zoo! I parked in a nice, shady spot and started painting this great little Wakas. That’s Hopi, by the way, from the Spanish word vacas, meaning cattle.

When the painting was finished the zoo was closed. So much for adventure. There were other exciting things that happened during the day, though. Like my encounter with a dragon. The rest of that story is over on my other blog, where I post a daily photograph. If you haven’t already, and you can spare a minute or two, come on over to whenapaintersnaps.wordpress.com and have a look.