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Monday, February 29, 2016

"Carolina Beach State Park Live Oak"

I know this was created a few months ago.  However, I missed posting this one from last November (2015).  I went for a walk on a maritime nature trail in Carolina Beach State Park and came upon a stand of lovely "Live Oaks".  There were so many beautiful vistas that it was hard for me to "land" on any one of them. I finally settled for this composition.  I love the many directions of the limbs and the negative spaces created by their twists and turns.  These forms were made by growing for years in the winds and weather of this coastal region. Just to the left of this scene about 40 feet away is the Cape Fear River winding it's way eventually flowing into the Atlantic Ocean. The flora and fauna of coastal NC is so, so beautiful to me!
                                         "Live Oak"
                                         watercolor and Pitt artist pen on 7" x 10" sketchbook page

6 comments:

  1. Glad you DID post it... it's fantastic! I'm partial to trees, of course, and this one is full of character and expression. :) Perfect!

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    1. Hi Katherine,
      Thank you! I am also partial to trees and all plants. You are kind to take the time to comment.
      Steven

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  2. Hi Steven, Your Live Oak is aptly named! This painting is so full of life with your gestural strokes, and the beautiful twists and turns of the trees branches, formed by the wind. It's just a lovely piece, well done!

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    1. Hi Claire!
      So good to hear from you! Thanks for your kudos. Live Oaks always seem to have many twist, turns, low sweeping branches and lots of character.
      Steven

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  3. Me, again,
    Excellent job of making us feel the winds which have shaped that tree over the years. You captured its struggle to live there, as well as, its beauty.
    Sincerely,
    Gary

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  4. He Gary!
    I hiked a trail along the banks of the Cape Fear River and found this tree beckoning. Sometimes Nature just speaks. Sometimes I listen-then I stop and capture my impressions.
    Steven

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