Tuesday, April 29, 2014
It rained Friday night, brought about in part by the power of my thoughts, or so it seemed. So Saturday morning was one of those sparkling bright high contrasty mornings. If not for being unseasonable chilly, it was perfect for painting. Smells of garlic, and coffee, and toast, in turns, wafted over from nearby restaurants. Before I began to paint, I got approached and then interviewed by a couple of filmmakers for One Day in Los Angeles. I hope that if I end up in the final cut I don't look or sound too ridiculous.
I picked this scene to paint for a combination of visuals. I liked the bright color of the restaurant, although I rendered it more pumpkin and less saffron. I liked that the sky wasn't visible through the trees, but only reflected on the windows and the street. I liked the back of the stop sign, and how you know it's a stop sign without the annoying red color and stentorian message. Although it's in the middle and foreground, it isn't overly significant.
The saffron colored restaurant is called Firefly. I like the restaurant. I kind of remember when it opened and I think the owner/chef was the father of a classmate of a friend's daughter. It's been probably a couple of years since I've been there now, but I've had some good meals. The food is prepared with thought and care. I did a New Year's eve tasting there once, and once had a birthday dessert splurge. One time I went for a walk, and ended up having dinner there. It's all outdoor patio seating, and one time a waitress noticed a big spider on my husband and calmly plucked it off and returned it to nature. She was my best waitress ever.