Saturday, April 18, 2009

"Winter Sky"

"Martin Hill Road"

"Corncrib"

Pastels by Dave Lesako

Dave Lesako says-
"Here is how I describe my work. I feel like I'm documenting the ever changing yet perpetual landscape here in Greene County. The shape and color of the
convoluted hills at different seasons and times of day fascinate me. With pastels I try to quickly interpret what I see as if with a camera. Hiking and standing
in the landscape allows me to view scenes generally ignored. I prefer the light and long shadows of late afternoon and early evening."
"A Little Taste of Heaven"


"Surveying the North Forty"


"Farmall of My Mental Health"

Oil Paintings by John Hinderliter

John Hinderliter grew up on a farm in Northcentral Pennsylvania, thought he was done with it and now paints it all the time. Go figure. “I’m drawn to old vehicles and tools because I believe they become imbued with the spirit of the person who spent years using them. Plus, the shapes and shadows of old trucks and tractors are just cool as hell to paint. I’m always fascinated by shadows, what they reveal as well as hide, and the mix of colors they contain. Traveling with me is always filled with miles spent on back roads looking for inspiration – the abandoned pickup, the beat-up old car with mismatched doors, the rusting tractor, all testifying to a life of work and usefulness. What more could a person ask for?”
"Lucy, Agnes, Evangeline and Scarlet"

"My Neighbor's Cows"

"Harvest"

Watercolors by Kit Paulsen

Kit Paulsen was always aware that she had been a farmer in another life. Ever lured by the moody Pennsylvania countryside, she is now surrounded by all she had ever hoped for as subject matter on a 95 acre farm. “I love the process of putting down what I see, of finding the poetry of place,” says Kit. “I try to embody why a scene draws me to it…it
could be texture, in the way the hide of a black cow reflects the colors around it…or color combinations, the way purple against orange vibrates in the fall landscape. Often the strong gold light of afternoon is so captivating I am forced to put down the laundry basket and paint the way the sun glitters on my white chickens.”