Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Plein Air Painter Dressed in Pink

10" x 8" oil painted en plein air on canvas covered hardboard - $85 including shipping -
Contact me at beejw@charter.net




Ode to a Plein Air Painter


Oh, plein air painter dressed in pink,
Are you as crazy as we think??

Outside painting in August heat…
Wouldn’t some iced tea be neat?

Or come inside instead
Of being outside…frying your head.

We know your hat keeps off the sun,
But isn’t your brain just about done?

So come inside and take a rest
Before someone must do compressions…
Upon your chest.

The plein air painter says with a smile,
“No thanks, I’ll stay outside for awhile.

“I’ll mix my paints…yellow, blue and red.
And, no, I’m not touched in the head.

“Nature’s palette sings to me –
To be outside is to be free…

“Free to paint to my heart’s content…
Not inside where I feel pent.

“I’ll come inside when I feel the pain…
Or if it should begin to rain.”

Now mark these words for they are true…
Only plein air painters understand you.


Written by BJ Wright on August 14, 2007
Inspired by my friend Sandra Babb

4 comments:

k. Madison Moore said...

What a wondeful artist your are, not only with a brush but with words. Enjoyed your site. Lovely work.

Ron Morrison said...

You painted a picture with your poem and your painting is poetic. Send me 5 bucks I think I've hurt myself thinkin up this one. Good fun, good for you, we need a little levity.

bj said...

KMM - thanks for visiting my site! I'm always happy when someone discovers my work (well, actually it's my fun).

bj said...

Ron, I'll have to owe you the 5 - at least until I sell some more paintings. Thanks for the 'stop by'. It was fun to write the poem - it just sort of happened.

I was painting Sandra as she was doing a painting of the pond scum. I hope she posts it soon to the plein air painters blog. Another pond scum painting - makes me smile :o)