The Night Sky
by Barbara Flemming
It all began Sunday afternoon when “he that should be obeyed” (Yves), walked us to the lavender field near the lodge to observe the landscape about us. A photograph was taken of our chosen scene which was to be sketched later and observed again the following night in darkness to be painted. However, with a late supper after a long painting session, many forgot to venture out and observe the sky, only Yves as he wandered back to abode, was able to notice the night hues about him. The evening of observation for the rest of us came the next day when after another of Monica’s delightful creative suppers with much bubbly and cake to celebrate Yves’ birthday, we wandered to the field to observe the field in darkness. It was dark! dark! dark! Only the lights of the approaching vehicles brightened the scene about us. To paint this the following morning created much ”heated” discussion from members of the group on what was ACTUALLY seen and how it was to be painted. How many times did I hear Yves cry “Look at the horizon” as he strode from artist to artist advising as only Yves can on how to best achieve varied and interesting results using black. These were exciting and magnificent as only students of this teacher can be.