I was going to just post this recent shot of my studio without comment. Because I just really want to get painting this morning. Then I thought, most people are not used to seeing this kind of organized chaos. Maybe a short post would be more sufficient.

It looks like this, because I always walk past the files, books, and notes to head right for the palette. The other things are not important,  not really.

What’s important, is the work.  Is there enough paint on the palette? Am I working on the same painting that is still on the easel from yesterday?

I will look around the studio and contemplate which painting has the best chance for  improvement  right now.  What painting do I have the answers for this dark morning?   A storm off the coast,  and a  final Sox score not worth reading. I am not painting Fenway today.

See the thing about painting landscapes is, in a moment ,  I am going to walk into that studio and  put something on the big easel and it will take me right away. My imagination leaves stormy Cape Cod for wherever that piece is.

It might be the Left Bank this morning along the Seine.  It might be Menemsha, or Brooklyn Heights.  Or maybe I will go in there and really get everything organized for once.

No, not today.

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These images are of a new painting in progress, inspired from last Saturdays game. I drew it in and let it set up- to dry, for a few days before working back into it.

I like to try and treat the painting loosely adding a lot of color right away to get the feel of the “Fenway Game Day Vibe.” Later on I will be painting in the signs of new Bleacher Bar, and The House of Blues under their big red heart which seems appropriately hanging over Lansdowne Street.

I laid this whole painting in on Ustream.tv yesterday morning by the way.

This painting is now complete and available at the Rowley Gallery.

I have gotten used to looking like an idiot  while taking  my photos a long time ago. So when I go to Fenway and stand in the street framing my reference shots for my paintings, if I am stopping traffic, well…then I am stopping traffic.

I do this alone. Whoever I go with I just say, catch you in a little bit;  meet you inside. While I go off and try and frame up the best compositions of the most festive of Boston neighborhoods.

Fenway was beautiful yesterday with the threat of rain that never came. Everyone outside Fenway Park looks so familiar to me. Like it’s the same crowd at every game I have ever gone to. The same crowd that I paint in all my Fenway paintings.  These are my peeps and I am here among ” The Nation.”

I listen as Dad after Dad bring there little ones over to the condiments where I am pausing and say  “look, this is the mustard, this is the best part.”  The air is thick with the smells of hot dogs, sausage and peppers and people are drinking in the streets which I  still  cannot get used to. I really like what they have done outside here. It was just a few years ago, we were dodging cars on Yawkey Way. Now it’s all festive galore with red everywhere. With as many t-shirts professing their love of the Red Sox as their distaste for the pinstripes.

I move away from the mustard and look for some smokers to stand by and smell the  forbidden aroma. Cigarettes, sausage and the announcer’s voice starts from within the hallowed walls, that sound calling me into the game, where the views just improve.

2009 0il 12″x 20″  Center Field Fenway Park, by Loretta Feeney

On the warmest day of the year, as I write at my kitchen table,  the  Red Sox have won nine games in a row.

My life is revolving around their schedule. I don’t have to watch them on television, but I love to listen to them.  Our third baseman has the made the transition to first in more ways than one. Cleaning up the batting  order and leading this edgy team onward and upward. And it’s only April.

This oil is on Exhibit at the Cape Cod Art Association, West Barnstable, Ma. and then will be available at Trees Place, Orleans Ma. along with other new Fenways.

This is a new Fenway oil I just finished. It is more a Kenmore Square motif than a strict ballpark picture. But I am really feeling like the neighborhood around the park is becoming an extension of it.

I really like a lot of the ownership and neighborhood business’s additions.

This new painting is being exhibited and made available at Trees Place, Orleans Ma. And it’s not much of a stretch to admit I have done more Fenway Park paintings than anyone else ever. It’s been a great changing motif for me since my first Lansdowne Street attempt in 1986.

I am having an opening at Trees Place this Labor Day weekend and this painting among other new urban paintings will be available.

This “Boston Skyline, Kenmore Square” oil is 36×48″ o/c. It’s so fresh it is still wet.

For more information: www.Treesplace.com

www.Fenwayart.com

Go Sox