The coastal marshes are especially colorful and lovely in autumn light. In addition to pleasing color and texture, this marsh series is satisfying to me because of the abstract patterning. Despite the simplicity, each has an undeniable presence and an essence of truth that can be recognized by the unity of effect.
Splash chronicles a moment of solitude. Water, light, and time flow onward, a standing stone and an appreciative painter are the only witnesses.
Visually, I am compelled to paint the calligraphy of the narrow blue swash expanding through the landscape.
I recently heard an interview with a diver performing at the Olympic games who revealed her technique of visualizing the dive before attempting it. The mind is powerful and our primary sense to inform it is sight, both inner and outer forms of our vision.
Harmony pervades as the sun caresses the pleats and tucks of the coastal landscape in the painting, Annisquam Sunset, by Boston Artist, Melody Phaneuf,
Dawn, Bass Rocks is a glimpse of morning serenity. It’s a new beginning in the timeless rhythm of sea as it meets the shore.
Marshlands are a magnificent place to observe the magic. Color contrasts expand; reds and purples weave through yellow green. All else appears subordinate to the dance of color in the field.
On this day, shimmering light reveals a restorative color chord. On a breezy day, grasses rustle in the wind, delighting the eye with scuttling movement and the ear with reedy resonance.
Boston Artist, Melody Phaneuf is well known for her evocative still life, landscape, and portrait paintings. Her paintings are regularly on view at The Guild of Boston Artists, 162 Newbury Street; at Fenway Studios, Boston by appointment; and North Shore Art in Gloucester from May through October. Phaneuf ‘s paintings have been exhibited at The National Arts Club in New York City, Galerie Herouet in Paris, and with Art du Monde, in Japan.
Triton orchestrates the ocean’s rhythm by blowing his conch shell. Today his tones are soothing and the sea is calm but the rugged shoreline is evidence that in another mood, the sound from Triton’s horn can be terrifying.