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WILLIAM VAN DOREN
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William Van Doren, SILVERTONE (Sunset from Stony Point, Albemarle County, Va.) Oil on watercolor block, 13 x 19.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011 at 08:30PM | by BVD | in Sunset Paintings | tagged clouds | Share Article | Post a Comment ;)
William Van Doren, IN GRAY PROFUSION (Sunset from Stony Point, Albemarle County, Va.) Oil on watercolor block, 13 x 19.
Title is an obscure reference to a very sweet and sentimental old song.
Monday, February 21, 2011 at 07:07PM | by BVD | in Sunset Paintings | tagged clouds, “Scarlet Ribbons” | Share Article | Post a Comment ;)
William Van Doren, “EVERYDAY IS LIKE SUNDAY” (Sunset from Stony Point, Albemarle County, Va.) Oil on watercolor block, 13 x 19.
Apologies to Morrissey. “. . . Everyday is silent and grey.”
Sunday, February 20, 2011 at 07:30PM | by BVD | in Sunset Paintings | tagged Blue Ridge, Morrissey, clouds | Share Article | Post a Comment ;)
William Van Doren, ROSE IN THE RAIN (Sunset from Stony Point, Albemarle County, Va.) Oil on watercolor block, 13 x 19.
Friday, February 18, 2011 at 08:02PM | by BVD | in Sunset Paintings | tagged Blue Ridge, clouds, rain | Share Article | Post a Comment ;)
William Van Doren, COLORS INSIDE A SNOW CLOUD (Sunset from Stony Point, Albemarle County, Va.) Oil on watercolor block, 13 x 19.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011 at 08:18PM | by BVD | in Sunset Paintings | tagged clouds, snow, weather | Share Article | Post a Comment 
Light Snow, Wednesday Evening, 9 February 2011
One big cloud covered everything – cold, and withholding snow. I put down food for some feral cats outside a barn and hoped the snow would hold off long enough for them to come clean off the plate. I cut more firewood, when I hadn’t planned to, because even a little snow on everything tomorrow could ruin the chain. There were other practical considerations. Would I be painting the Blue Ridge as part of the sunset? The mountains blurred, and by sunset they were gone, except a line of light remained just above the horizon, where the mountains had been. As if one great upside-down bowl of cloud hovered over us, held up only by the last light. Later snow fell. The once oppressive cloud had finally descended among us, proving to be nothing heavy at all, only a pending spell released.