The Mineral King mural in Three Rivers is in this building.
This is how the mural looked when I arrived on Day #2. Tower is in place, background sort of finished, trees located.
In the last post I said it is quiet in the museum. Ahem. Not on Day #2! A cabin facade is getting built behind me, and every hammer blow or power tool is amplified in the empty room with a tile floor. It is going to look great, and on the back wall will be a window with a painted view of something Mineral King.
On to the day’s work. . .
The bright sun came in through the skylight and with my strongest magnifier glasses, I figured it out!
After putting growing things in the foreground, I painted off the bottoms of those 2 trees. On Day #3, I will figure this out and finish!
The mural started out sort of easy, but on Day #2 I was just making stuff up without photos to help. That’s not easy at all.
I may have estimated my time to be longer than anticipated for the new mural at the Three Rivers Museum.. Perhaps the customer will think I am over charging. Guess I’d better moan on and on about how difficult this is.
All that moaning about difficulty was fake. This might be the easiest location I have ever painted in. Indoors, consistent temperature, consistent light, very few interruptions, no trucks roaring by, and much can be reached without even climbing on the ladders.
Let’s have another look at Samson. He’s waiting for me to get home from work.
Yesterday I began a new mural in the Three Rivers Museum’s new Mineral King Room. The internet was on vacation, so you get to see the beginnings today.
This is the only photo I have of the Three Rivers Museum. Paul Bunyon doesn’t belong here, except that Carroll Barnes of Three Rivers carved him from a Sequoia.
What am I painting? So glad you asked. This is the upper reaches of Empire Mountain, which contains multiple mines. There was a tram with a cable running on towers to carry buckets of ore from the mines down to the stamp mill. I will paint a tram tower in the front. You can see the beginnings of it tomorrow.
Meanwhile, would you like to say hello to Samson?
Yesterday morning at 8:30 a.m. Trail Guy was reading the weather, and together we faced the unpleasant reality that we might be closing our Mineral King cabin during a rain shower if we waited until the weekend. So, by a little after 9, we were in the Botmobile heading up the hill to git-‘er-dun.
Rather than go on and on about what it is like to close the cabin for the season, let’s just all revel in the beauty that yesterday provided.
Next week I begin a mural. I’ll show you step by step but may not be posting until the end of the day so you can see each day’s work.
Why didn’t I choose to finish one of those other drawings?
I dunno. Sometimes I just don’t wanna. (Why doesn’t my boss fire me??)
This picture grabbed my attention because it is in Mineral King (White Chief, at the very top end of the trail). It also was appealing because of the reeds and grasses in the foreground, and the reflective quality of the water. It fits the theme of Tulare County, although I doubt many people have actually been to this spot. There was no particular spot that called for color.
This is Tulare County, pencil drawing, from Mineral King. It is Spring Creek. It could be anywhere. If I have this at a show and someone says, “Oh! Is that Yosemite?!”, then my answer will be, “If you would like it to be Yosemite, then it is Yosemite for you”.
Let the record reflect that YES, DRAWING WATER IS HARD!! (Tee hee hee, perhaps the title of this piece should be “Hard Water”.)
White Chief is my favorite short hike in Mineral King. Last Friday I showed you a few photos of the last weekend in Mineral King. Today you get the rest.
Three main things were occupying my time this summer: a trip to Israel, designing more coloring books, and training for a walking half-marathon. When I went to Mineral King, I wanted to sit, knit and split (wood).
However, I went to White Chief three times. Here is how it looked on the third trip.
These Mineral King oil paintings seem to be reproducing while I have my back turned. Maybe I should have left the light on, or maybe I should not have taken that road trip.
Ha. Don’t I wish they just reproduced on their own.
This is the one that was on my easel when I started the series about the most popular scene in Mineral King.
It is available to buy from this page on my website. Landscape Paintings for Sale.
Or you can email me, call me, stop me at the Three Rivers Post Office, pull me aside at church, drop in while I am giving drawing lessons in Exeter, or even put a check in the mail and let The World’s Best Mailman bring it to me. His name is Kurt and he is truly The World’s Best Mailman.
I’m flexible about sales methods.
Yes, I realize there is a numbering problem. How can this be #24 when I have shown you 32 other versions?
“Last” is one of those many faceted English words. Here it means the most recent Farewell Gap, Mineral King oil paintings.
There are more depictions of Farewell Gap, on murals, in pencil and in 2 coloring books (drawn in ink). However, in the interest of relieving monotony, I won’t continue this theme in other media. (Did you know that “media” is the plural of “medium”? “Medium” when it means material used for making art, not the size of my clothing.)
I know, I keep saying it is the end of summer in Mineral King. The weekend after Labor Day was very warm, and it was a fun time with some friends who rented a fancy-pants cabin (a “chalet”) in Silver City.