In Plein Air

To be outside, sitting on a large flat rock, overlooking what appears to be the entire sweep of the world, on a chilly but sunny and clear mid-November Saturday morning, with a paint brush in my right hand and watercolor paints and paper on the board on my lap, all of it beckoning me to respond, is my idea of bliss. For me, it’s a natural high.

This is how I spent this morning (Nov. 13), as a new member of the newly formed group of watercolor artists here in San Miguel de Allende, Mexico, now a branch of IWS, the International Watercolor Society’s “Globe Art Network,” which has more than one hundred branches throughout the world.

Our group’s first outing, held today, was to El Charco del Ingenio, San Miguel’s own glorious botanical gardens, where we fanned out to do plein air (French for “open air”) paintings.

The view I chose was at the westernmost end of El Charco, overlooking SMA below

God knows I’m not an accomplished watercolor artist with years of experience, as are many of the group’s other members. If it takes 10,000 hours, as writer Malcolm Gladwell claims, to become proficient at something, I have about 9,900 hours to go when it comes to watercolor painting. Nevertheless, undaunted, I’m determined to at least keep trying.

My quick watercolor rendition of the view from my rock perch

Actually, what keeps me going is the pleasure of it. The bliss. I feel an almost overpowering need at this stage of my life to take the childlike artist inside of me, whom I affectionately think of as a perennial third-grader, outside to play — with her paint set, brushes, paper, and a clear plastic jar of tap water in hand.

Of all the visual arts, watercolor appeals to me most, for many practical reasons: It’s clean (no messy and time-consuming clean-up), affordable (no need for fancy equipment or an expensive studio), and, above all, it’s utterly portable. You can easily take all that you need outdoors – in the open air! — where I most love to be.

In my historical novel, Jamie’s Muse, based on the short lives of my Scottish great-grandparents, Helen and William Black, I tell the story of a gift Helen bought for Will before he left Scotland for South Africa ahead of her in late 1881, to begin a new job as a clerk for the nascent Natal Government Railways. Her gift was a long, thin, tin watercolor paintbox, newly manufactured and popularized for amateur artists at that time.

The clerk at the store in their hometown of Kirriemuir, Angus, had lectured Helen about the virtues of watercolor. “We’ve come a long way,” he said to her, pressing her to buy the tin paintbox, “since the Egyptians made watercolor paints out of ground stone, insect blood, and fruit juices and painted on papyrus! Now anyone can paint anywhere, anytime, on white paper, with these wondrous little cakes of water-soluble colors nestled in this handy, portable metal case. … Just think, William will be able to carry it with him everywhere he goes and paint whatever he sees!”

And, in my imagination, this is just what Will did. He painted small scenes of South Africa – the port at Durban and the interior landscapes, the mountains and grasslands, the trees and birds and sun and sky — and sent them to Helen in the months before she was able to join him there. Through his simple paintings, folded and tucked inside his letters to her, she could read his mood and his growing love for the warm and sunny land that would become their new home together, however briefly.

It’s no surprise to me that my favorite visual artist of all time has been J. M. W. (Joseph Mallard William) Turner, the English Romantic painter best known for his imaginative landscapes and turbulent marine scenes. When he died in 1851, Turner left behind over two thousand watercolor paintings filled with the luminous spirit of the places he painted.

“Sea View” (1826), by JMW Turner — National Galleries Scotland. [Photographed from my computer screen.]
It’s the luminosity, the transparency, the moodiness of watercolor that appeals to me, especially when it’s captured outdoors on a sunny day.

So there we were this morning, about to capture the dazzling light of Mexico on a sunny Saturday in November in San Miguel’s botanical gardens with our plein air paintings:

Founder Linda Whynman (right) instructing the group of about a dozen members before we set out

In future months this new IWS group will be doing plein air painting in other locations in and around San Miguel, where sunshine and beauty abound year-round. If you’re in the area and are interested in joining SMA’s IWS group and learning about the many benefits of membership, contact one of the local founders, watercolorist Linda Whynman at vellum1@mac.com . If you live elsewhere in the world, go to the International Watercolor Society’s website to learn about the IWS group nearest you (https://iwsglobe.org/about-us/ ).

The three local founders (left to right) are: artist Linda Whynman, artist and owner of Galeria San Francisco Susan Santiago, and artist Lorie Topinka, who worked together to bring IWS to SMA.

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If you’d like to see a wonderful and inspiring 15-minute YouTube watercolor tutorial from my newest favorite online tutor, British artist Lois Davidson, go to: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=26B1KyP-GCQ

22 thoughts on “In Plein Air”

  1. Love your blog, Bonnie! You introduced me to El Encanto and almost make me want to try to paint! I’ve tried. Not my thing, but I love seeing other people’s watercolors, like Lorie’s, who is in my Spanish class and is always sharing her latest creations!

    1. Thank you so much! Yes, Lorie was there yesterday, and she did a beautiful painting. I’m sure I’ll be learning a lot from this group. I hope you’ll subscribe to my weekly blog; it’s totally free!

  2. Wonderful Bonnie, there is happy comfort in your painting and in your telling of your great-grandparents. These bring me some warmth as I sit way up here in my Michigan living room watching the first snowfall and think of lovely San Miguel

  3. Outstanding, Bonnie! Thank you once again for your inspiration. What a fun group as you continue exploring creative and engaging activities. Fun to feel like a kid again.Love the video and subscribed. There are no rules! How refreshing.

  4. Coincidentally, I sat out in ‘plain air’ yesterday here in Florence with my group (Urban Sketchers Firenze) taking advantage of a sunny day that would be followed by rain on Sunday.
    I enjoyed reading this but you’ve left me wondering about your great grandparents.

    1. Yes, Gilda, that did come across as something of a tease, didn’t it? Actually, the story is long, complicated, and rather mysterious. That’s why I had to turn it into a novel. It’s called Jamie’s Muse, and it was published by Nighthawk Press in 2018.

  5. Sold! I have been interested in watercolors for precisely the reasons you shared. I have contacted Lynda, a fellow PVRHS grad. Hope to join you at Parque Zeferino next month! Thanks for this post. Also check out the watercolors of John Singer Sargent.

  6. Dear Bon,

    This all sounds like so much fun. I think your pictures are fantastic. They are far superior to anything I could do. Keep painting those beautiful landscapes that surround where you live. The scenery looks so inspiring!

    Love,
    Paul

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