Art Show!

What a thrill (and how energizing!) to be asked to exhibit my art. I've worked hard to put together an assortment of my super-squigglized pen & inks drawings, hand colored with watercolor. All originals and prints will be for sale, and signed copies of my book, Middlewood Journal - Drawing Inspiration from Nature, will be available. Below is the basic info. You are all invited to come, and bring your friends! Can't wait to see you all.

What:  Nature Art Exhibit by Helen Correll

Where: Summit Hills Retirement Community

            110 Summit Hills Drive

            Spartanburg, SC  29307

When:  Opening Tuesday, April 25, 4 - 6:30

Duration:  The show will hang for one month 

Dog Hobble (Leucothoe fontanesiana)

This drawing was done in mid-January (so a little late) but I love January, and on this day I had my two 13 year old students with me so I thought it would be fun to share. 

The weather turned warm that Wednesday, so even though January days are short, at least it wasn't cold,  and we decided to head down to the river to draw. 

The first thing we came to is a plant that grows so thickly along the edge that the early settlers gave it the nickname "Dog Hobble" due to the fact that while out hunting bears, their dogs always got caught up in this plant and the chase would end. It grows on the steepest banks, and sports leathery evergreen leaves.  Its neighbors are Mountain Laurel (here) and Rhododendron (mountains).  There is also a coastal species.

We played a little (and one of us climbed trees) and then settled down to draw a while. Before we left the temperature dropped below my comfort zone (kids don't care!) and a slight breeze kicked up.  Next time I will take an extra layer.  I mean, what was I thinking? It was mid January!     

Stay tuned for an update photo of the Dog Hobble flowers!

Winter Leaves of Cranefly Orchid (Tipularia discolor)

Happiness is living in woods that are full of Cranefly Orchids!  Of course, the flower stalks in summer are so thin, and the tiny pale flowers so difficult to spot, it's hard to remember they are growing all around you. The leaves don't come out until winter, when you must look for the pointy green leaves poking out of the deep fall leaf litter. You won't see the beautiful color of the back of the leaves because it doesn't show. (Be sure to flip a leaf to see it!) In short, no matter how many plants are growing in the woods, most people (me included!) usually walk right past them year round.

Still, both phases of the Cranefly Orchid are beautiful and worth the effort to find them.  Last week I decided to draw this nice patch of plants (each plant is one leaf, with one flower stalk to follow) that I found. It was in a tricky spot on a steep hill, with a wild grapevine growing through. The tendrils of the grapevine had pulled down last summer's seed pods. I thought it a lovely "still life," so I settled down to work in the afternoon sun. Chilly air swirled in the woods, so the sun on my back felt heavenly. Daisy and Dukie sat nearby, protecting me. Ha! They were mostly waiting for me to remember the dog treats in my pocket. We stayed for about an hour, with me getting this sketch right, and the pups getting an occasional treat for good behavior.

Back in the studio I worked to find the right color to put on the upturned edges of the wrinkled leaves (I saw one little lip, and took artistic license to add more). In the woods they look as purple as can be, but by actually cutting a leaf to bring in, I saw that neither the reddish purple nor the blueish purple were correct. In the end a mixture of the top purple and burnt umber gave me a decent color match. (bottom color)

Any time now, as our planet moves a bit more around the sun and gives us true spring, the Cranefly Orchid leaves will start to wither, and flower stalks will think about shooting skyward. As for me, I plan to tag the spot where these leaves are so I'll know where to find the summer flowers.

 Work in progress

Stalk 15" to 18"  each flower the size of your pinkie fingernail.

Ebony Spleenwort & Nescafe Jar

Last month I spent an hour or so at an old homesite in the woods just above Lawson's Fork, where over the years humans have left their stuff. A quick glance would take in the old chimney, the basement hole, and maybe the pipes or the barn's angular tin roof resting on the ground, but a lot of what is there is being eaten by the forest, sinking into the rich black soil of the spot.  Bricks covered in moss are everywhere, as well as old rusty springs, remains of an old truck, and glass bottles and jars.  I found pieces of an old turquoise mug that had broken years ago, and a little Nescafe' jar with its lid.  That one came back to the studio to hold pencils or paintbrushes, but other jars have become greenhouses and are full of moss, grass, or the small fern called Ebony Spleenwort.

Remember when "tin cans" had to be opened with the pointy side of a "church key" opener?  There were a lot of those punched, rusty cans around, although difficult to pick out from the leaf litter. But take your time and you start seeing other things.  Once I found an old automobile horn (the kind that was outside the window and had a bulb at the end to squeeze for a honk), and down in the earth, a bottle that had once held some yucky "black draught" medicine. Tiny bits of the history of Spartanburg County.

Greenhouse

Lightbulb

Front grill of old truck

Old tin cans with Cranefly Orchid leaf