Really, this week’s blog is more of a horticultural essay than something about art. It’s too bad for you readers, but it does suggest why some subjects are chosen over others for a painting.
A Tree in a City
The blue spruce can be found on the Norwalk, CT. Green, which was established some 250 or more years ago, and is the most beautiful section of the city I chose the tree as a subject because my father planted two similar blue spruce trees in front of our house before I was born and they eventually reached a height equivalent to three to four stories high. They caught a spruce blight, which meant my Dad had to spray them early every spring to keep them alive. Unfortunately the stuff turned the trees green, but the new growth came in blue. If you look closely at the painting you can see some green behind the outermost blue growth.
The tree in Norwalk sparked a memory, and I painted a recollection of my childhood, and a reminder of my late father. So, that’s an example of why some pictures come to be, and others which could turn out as nice or nicer, never see the light of day.
P.E. Creedon, 5×7, Bluespruce1, pastel on paper