Author: Emille

Truth and loyalty


Oil, 24 x 36 inch, The Shiny Wall, © St Germain

This is not the end of the visions yet!
Several of them I saw with a veil of mist over them
so it was more challenging to determine
the details. I sensed that this copper looking wall
with an eye engraved could be one of the world wonders
people all over the world would flock to.

I chose to add two people to symbolize the
intimacy and seductiveness this sculpture carried.
I imagined this to be a symbol of pride,
an all-seeing dark eye, and artistry.
Hopefully some will be able to take a step back,
instead of like these two, being totally
swallowed up by the media hype.

Also the smoke on top was not in the vision. I included
it to strengthen the feeling of mysteriousness
and religious seductiveness this scene carried. Do you
know that feeling seeing something simple, but sensing a
host of other unseen things that cannot
see daylight, are connected to it?

For the wall, I used Golden Acrylic Iridescent and Bright
Gold Renaissance Gold from Artists Oil color and
Winton Titanium White mixed with Cadmium Yellow light
(meaning, I Mixed Oil paint with Acrylic paint to achieve
this bright effect. Not usually done!)

My scene for the next watercolor
Wordless Wednesday, Der Natur Donnerstag

my Watercolor 10 x 14 1/4 inch, © St Germain

Nothing fits October better than red berries:)

FOTD, Floral Fri Foto

Reflections of cars across the street
Weekend Reflections

Don’t these clouds look like a flower?
Sky Watch

MONDAY – Our World * FOTD * Weekly Smile *
TUESDAY – Makro-Tex: Oct.* Travel Tue.* PhotoAWeek*
WEDNESDAY – Wordless Wed.* Der Natur Donnerstag *
THURSDAY – Sky Watch * Thankful Thurs. * Floral Fri Foto*
FRIDAY – Fri Bliss * Weekend Reflection *
SUNDAY – One Word Sun: art.* Sundays Best *

CLICK HERE for Dan’s THURSDAY DOORS of this week


Oil, 24 x 36, Sunstruck, © St Germain

When for the sixth time, a vision started forming in front of me,
I immediately was struck with the incredible heat, which would
have been unbearable if I had not known the heat
of Southern California. The sun was just too blinding hot
to look at. Luckily there was some shade
in front of this mountain ridge. My tongue was stuck
my lips too parched to call out anything.
My hope of sleep had by now flown away.

Have not told you yet, that it took me two years
after the visions, before I started painting them.
I started with this one, because it was the most familiar
of all these weather disasters I had experienced.
It became one of my favorite paintings from this series.

Chose a mountain range in Colorado Springs (the Garden
of the gods), where I was for a week to accompany Hubby
for a job (Another deck:)). Loved the rocks there.
So intensely red. The man was not
 in my vision. I added him for clarity,
that it was more urgent than a just dry day in summer. 
It was finding water, or die. I call it my Picasso
touch, for the style reminds me of his early period.

Did I ever tell you where we had our honeymoon
turned out to be the birth place of Picasso?
Malaga, Spain

This opposite view is at the East side of Yosemite Nat. Park.
Foam-crested waves, the sound of the water,
watching the shadows move. I could sit here for hours
and hours breathing in this atmosphere.
(Almost) Wordless Wed., Der Natur Donnerstag, Weekly Smile

Wildly blooming iris with a short bloom period on our previous forest land
FOTD, Floral Fri Foto *

Hope this qualifies for Street photography of
Weekend Reflection. Good job, mom to let your child explore!

October leaves for Makro-Tex

Funny that Thirsty is so opposite from the rain
for One Word Sunday!
Rain at 3000 feet in the mountains is very
different than in town or city. The day before, the
temperature plummets 10 degrees. There are always
floods, here and there, since there are only run-offs
at certain places. Everything gets drenched with water:)
One Word Sunday

Goodbye summer – for most of you. Not yet where I live (Texas)
Have no idea why the blue of the sky in Huntington Library
Gardens did not continue in the lower region,
but there’s probably a technical answer to it.
Please, I don’t want to know the answer:):)
Sky Watch

MONDAY – Our World * Weekly Smile * FOTD *
TUESDAY – Travel Tue * Makro-Tex * PhotoAWeek *
WEDNESDAY – Wordless Wed. * Der Natur Donnerstag *
THURSDAY – Sky Watch* Thankful Thurs.* Floral Fri Foto*
FRIDAY – Fri Bliss* Weekend Street Photography*
SUNDAY – One Word Sun * Sundays Best *


Oil, 24 x 36 inch, A Swiss Postcard, © St Germain

The beginning of this vision, is not the painting
you see here. It started like a beautiful snowy
scene with a little town in the valley,
like a Swiss postcard.
Unfortunately it was not to be. Suddenly black soot fell
from the sky, dirtying up the snow. It became a bleak,
depressing sight, for the soot started rolling down
the hills, forming mud paths, changing this to
a God forsaken land.
Again, I started calling out. “Please, stop! Stop this!”

In trying to understand why this beautiful valley
turned into a muddy mess, I remembered that
in the book of Exodus Moses was instructed
to take black soot from a kiln,
and throw it to the sky. It caused the Egyptians
to break out in boils and sores,
which was the 6th plague.
That made it clear that black soot falling from
the sky is a sign of judgment,
causing an epidemic in the whole land.

This plague makes this vision easy to understand.
If we dirty-up something that is white as snow, or holy,
everything becomes contaminated,
not just one thing, but the whole valley
becomes dirty and messy!
Will this be the end of these visions?.
Am still hoping for it, as I flipped off the light switch
to go back to sleep.

To paint this scene was interesting, to say the least.
I began with the Swiss postcard. The green valley with
on the sides the mountains going up turned
unintentionally into the shape of a dragon or spider. When
I realized what shape it had turned into,
I exaggerated it, for I felt it fits with the devil’s work,
to destroy anything beautiful.

In the first session I had painted the mountains white.
When I started putting black spots on it, the oil paint
started to smudge, and looked messy. Needed to wait
a few days, before I could continue.
First I cleaned up the parts
where the black and white – had “melted” together –
with paper towel. Then I continued
with painting the muddy paths.
Maybe you see on the bottom
my signature in green

Building a new deck last year for this old cabin took
some doing and go from old to new.
Hubs spend first much time in re-aligning the randomly
– scotch and crooked – placed pillars of the old deck and
adding some new ones because they were too damaged.
Another professional touch was later the spacing
of the steps of the stairs to the yard. It felt like floating
instead of climbing up and down
when steps are spaced too far apart. Important
especially for someone who is not tall, like I.
One Word Sunday: Open – Opened up

My first try of Escargot (snails)
Surprizingly, it did not taste bad:):)
Makro-Tex: On the Plate

This story is about “When you go back to white ….!”
Putting the diffuse glow filter on these Camellia
seen in the Huntington Library Garden in Pasadena
FOTD, Floral Fri Foto

Focus on profile of one light PhotoAWEeek

Wordless Wednesday, PhotoAWeek-1

As you can see I changed back to my previous background. I used the Canard background,
for visitors easier to navigate.

Change in focus to both lights – PhotoAWeek-2

Yet, I missed the single column for
my posts too much, and the sidebar was
too distracting. Now, pretty much
decided on my sequence:
my weekly post, and in between
the 2 weekly posts
is Thurs. Doors.

Wordless Wednesday
Sky Watch

Weekend Reflection, also in the Huntington Garden.

MONDAY – Our World * FOTD * Jo’s Walk * Weekly Smile *
TUESDAY – Travel Tue * Makro-Tex * PhotoAWeek *
WEDNESDAY – Wordless Wed * Der Natur Donnerstag *
THURSDAY – Sky Watch * Thankful Thurs.* Floral Fri Foto *
FRIDAY – Fri Bliss * Weekend Reflection *
SUNDAY – One Word Sun * Sun Best *


OIL, 24 x 36 inch, The Drain, © St Germain

No, no sleep yet, after I switched off the light and closed my eyes!
Normally I would have been impatient, wondering what
was going on, but the images I saw were so riveting,
that I was immediately involved with the view in front of me.

Had to think several days before I knew how
to paint this, because what I saw coming out of the drain
was a pale colored inflated bag. To just color the bag,
would make it look like a balloon – wrong choice,
because it’s often associated with celebrations
or birthdays! I ended up with the upper part of an
air balloon, – indicating that one needs to rise higher
than living in sewage! –
something that is inflated, is highlighting that God
was flagging what was underneath the drain!

Sewage is not a kosher subject, but it’s pretty clear
what God means with this.Things so disgusting
we want to get rid of and hide it from our surface life,
so the first impression is we are dealing with our waste issues.
But an inflated bag is like a flag,
to really investigate what our ugly and smelly stuff
underneath the surface. It is ESSENTIAL!

Wordless Wednesday
Weekend Reflection

FOTD. , Floral Fri Foto

My first time of Escargot
Makro-Tex: on the plate

This capture in Nice (pronounce niece!), France, does not do justice
to the feeling I got when walking by :
it’s definitely closed! It might as well have been : No Trespassing!
One Word Sunday

Let the withering of Fall begin!
Weekly Smile, Der Natur Donnerstag

Unassuming little slivers of clouds
Wordless, Sky Watch

SUNDAY – One Word Sun: closed * Sun Best *
MONDAY – Our World * Weekly Smile * FOTD *
TUESDAY – Travel Tue.* Makro Tex: on the plate* PhotoAWeek*
WEDNESDAY – Wordless Wed. * Der Natur Donnerstag *
THURSDAY – Thankful Thurs. * Sky Watch *
FRIDAY – Fri Bliss * Weekend Reflection *