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2011-12-05T16:49:00.000-08:00

KEEI BEACH

I have a love affair for boats. Something speaks to me in the gentle curve of their sloping sides, their kinship to the sea (especially smaller wooden kayaks and canoes), shaped by hand with love and memory.

So no wonder I was drawn to paint this plein air scene (on location) at Keei Beach in south Kona. The warm sun, the dappled shade, the boat resting softly on the beach before another voyage out,...always feels pretty soothing to me.

It is painted in oils on an 8" x 16" canvas panel Enjoy.

Aloha, Lynn

2011-09-25T14:39:00.000-07:00

WET PAINT!! 9/25/11

Oh inspiration is a funny thing. A phrase, "sea blankets", that I read regarding a different show of art, was the catalyst at first. Then, imagery unfolding, I saw flat bright blues and greens and a woman of the sea. She is big and strong and seducing, as the sea seduces me.... I cannot be away long from those cool waters, that warm embrace, that "other" underwater world. I happily dove into my paints, and here is my newest work from my little hale in Hawi, entitled, "the sea blankets". Enjoy!
Aloha, Lynn

2011-08-19T10:17:00.000-07:00

August 19, 2011
"Following Seas"

My father was a sailor. I’ve always felt that he passed on to me my “saltwater blood” and so because of him I find a need to always be close to, or in the ocean.

He chose our homes beside bodies of water, on waterways or lakes, and as babies we were swaddled and laid in the cockpit of his boat so he could enjoy every bit of lovely wind, family at his side.

I painted this seascape in May as he took his life’s last breaths in Florida. I was here in Hawaii, spending some time at Kua Bay, just north of Kona, immersed in it’s warm turquoise waters as I tried to sooth my heavy heart, sending love and prayers long distance. Returning home I painted a calm sea with the sun shining mid day.

Toward the end of the week and the end of his days, I realized, “He was a sailor! He would want wind!” and I completely painted over my still waters to give him “fair winds and following seas” and a warm sunset guiding him to the horizon.

Aloha Dad. I love you.

2011-07-21T12:52:00.000-07:00

HAWI

They call it “God’s Country.” When I describe, amazed, Hawi’s howling winds, or the strong “squalls” and rain soaked trades that constantly buffet my little cottage all night till it feels like it’s gonna lift off and fly to Kansas, people who live here just grin and say, “yeah, it’s God’s country!”
I moved here a month ago to the north end of the Big island, but am only now just finally getting“settled in”. After 12 years in Kona, I said good-bye to my cozy little rental (with the big yard that I will NEVER have to mow again!) and my thirty foot palm trees that I planted from baby coconuts (that needed their fronds trimmed) , and my sweet neighbors whose (often spicy!) conversations would waft through my house like bar-b-q smoke. I knew their kids. I knew their kid’s kids. I knew their cats, for Pete’s sake!
I bid adieu to “vog” and my daily itchy eyes and morning cough and sinus “stuff”.
And now I drive home with spectacular ocean views of the Kohala coast. I come home lush green landscape where i don’t need to lift a finger , to a porch railing lined with bananas, papayas and a pomelo that the owner of my cottage picked from the “orchards” that morning near my house. I cozy up on my little front porch and watch the evening violet sky as the clouds carry the sun west. The fish pond filled with lilies below my porch simply sits lovely. Of course there would be a fish pond here - water baby that I am!
Feels good, it does. Feels like home sweet home to me.

2010-04-26T09:16:00.001-07:00

TANGO ALOHA

Simply put, I love to dance!

As I stumble through my Tango lessons, it all comes down to that "happy glow" I feel ...the excitement when the first strains of a song make me want to move and the silly grin on my face when I realize "I'm dancing! this lovely dance.

What if everyone danced?! Ahhh...What a sweet world it would be....

2010-04-15T09:57:00.000-07:00

"umikumamaiwa"

"What a day for a daydream"...snippets of that old John Sebastian song were playing in my head as I headed toward Pu'uhonua O Honaunau (Place of Refuge) to spend the day. The drive there was breathtakingly lovely as I wound along narrow roads beneath flowering purple jacaranda trees...ahhh...spring on the Big Island! I found my favorite "refuge" in the picnic area to the south side of the park, and painted for hours. Heaven.

2010-04-05T09:22:00.000-07:00

"umikumawalu"

To quote the poet Neruda, in "It Is Born"

"Here I came to the very edge
where nothing at all needs saying,
everything is absorbed through weather and the sea,
and the moon swam back,
it's rays all silvered,
and time and again darkness would be broken
by the crash of a wave,
and every day on the balcony of the sea,
wings open, fire is born,
and everything is blue like morning."

Two years have passed since I wrote my last entry. Two years full of challenges.
A serious boat accident in which I was injured,... my precious daughter flew out of the nest (to California!), ...the passing of my beautiful mama ...and finding a new job.

Breathe.

Today I am thankful.
For the laughter of friends ,..beloved family, ...good health and having a job I enjoy, ....being blessed with the ability to paint,... joy in a Tango turn, and sunshine on another luscious wave.

C'est la vie.

2008-04-10T10:39:00.000-07:00

14. umikumamaha

I have been listening. This morning it was a chorus of birds at dawn, dwindling down to one lone and probably lost hen who is clucking merrily about two houses down the street. The other night when I went to bed, it was late, around 11 or so, I heard a cowboy! They're called "paniolo" here, and he was rounding up his cattle, whistling and calling the strays until at least midnight, moving up the mountain, and getting fainter and fainter as I began falling asleep. I was enchanted by the sound, and by the idea that we live here not a quarter mile from the heart of this small town, yet in the hills and dense trees on the borders of yards are roaming animals and cowboys. Four years ago I could hear the cattle close by "mooing" at night. The "amorous cows", I called em, and told my daughter, "they'll be gone in 5 years time." You don't hear them much anymore. I still remember the day I was heading into town when this HUGE big black boar came bursting out of the trees, ran lickety split along with all the cars for about 50 yards, then disappeared back into the thicket. love it.

Oops. The "hen " is now crowing. Ok, it's a rooster. Just hoping he stays two houses away, ....I had one cocka-doodle-dooing right out side my bedroom window once... all night long!!

Now on to art! Lotsa changes, in jobs, my schedule, my art! I "jumped ship" and went from working days on the sailboat to afternoons and evenings on a small dinner cruise boat. And found the change in my schedule meant adjustments in my time, my habits, my painting. Had a commission in January that proved challanging- I always find it difficult to paint "for someone else." But here's the finished piece,- a wedding gift for the daughter of my client, and so a bit stylized to make it romantic. You know..."love birds"...

The next piece, my "pole bendin", has been reinvented several times...sigh...I am "only the brush" and this was a restless painting that would not leave me alone till this last image. It started out as a plein air piece I did on location at the Old Airport. Not happy to be "just another landscape", oh no! it begged me to redo it.
And on and on ...it was such a relentless nag! "Build me a frame!" it demanded! "Now paint it another color"! Boy... I was so tempted at times to sneak it into my pickup and over to the local landfill, but hey- how many times do you have a talking painting? "Now repaint the whole dang thing!" It was not happy until the final image you see here. 32" x 48".

I've not heard a peep since. Only the moonlit cowboys...

Hot on the heels of that one (hey, wait-what about my hammock?) is my "tribal whale". Been building in my mind for a coupla months, till I put charcoal to paper then brush to board and this is the result. Inspired by my gentle brethren in the sea, we saw some beautiful breeches on the boat this season before they headed back to Alaska. The background is a panel of ground plaster mixed with blue and green acrylic on wood that I made a few years ago as part oof a 60 piece "Sea Wall." 24" x 48"

Thar she blows!
hmmm....I'm feeling an octopus coming on soon...The next thing ya know I'll be reading Dr.Doolittle again.
(Ok...., ok, I loved that book.Just don't tell anyone...)

and **news flash** I have a new online art shop at lcapell.etsy.com ...go ahead and take a peek! Hope to keep on top of it and updated frequently

peace and aloha,
lynn

All photos and art are copyright lcapell and my not be reproduced without permissin. Mahalo

2008-01-06T09:55:00.000-08:00

13. umikumamakolu

New year, new blog... Hau'oli Makahiki Hou! New resolves once again to be the best person/mama/daughter/artist I can be....to not waste a precious minute of this amazing life (well maybe I can cut myself a teeny bit of slack there cause lying in a hammock IS where I do my creative thinking) . Ahhh how I love the "1st" and always consider it a clean slate.
To ring in the new one, I am replacing my "nom de plume" -"ellecapell" -with my true name, (or at least initial) L.Capell. No I was not "on the lam". It seems I was only confusing my friends, family, cats (yes they read this too) and immigration authorities with my attempt to be witty by spelling out my first initial as "elle". Some of you caught on , but the votes are in- and since I do sign my art work as "L. Capell " ...well,,,, c'est moi (French for "silly me").

I'm turning over a new leaf in painting as well. Starting with "remaking" a painting I did last year. It's a seascape, plein air, painted on location at the Old Airport...nice but not "NICE with the exclamation points" (my own thoughts) . So I sanded it down, left the ghost image, and am now repainting it to a much more exciting, and "arty image"!! Never content to do things "the easy way",... oh no...I struggle with those inner "painting demons" until I feel that I have done a truly new take on an old theme. Either that or messed it up completely. As it is still a work in progress, I won't have the piece posted till the next blog (this is just a teaser) ( and I really am working, and NOT in the hammock!)

Till then, I shall warm your lil hearts with some snaps of snowy Mauna Kea. Absolutely gorgeous, especially when viewed from the sunny and palmy (is that a word?) beaches of the Big Island.
Wishing everyone blessed health, happiness and peace.
aloha,
Lynn (my real name, I promise)

Pics are copyright of L.Capell and my not be used without my permission. Mahalo!

2007-12-08T11:12:00.000-08:00

12. umikumamalua
(now say that 5 times, AFTER two mugs of eggnog!)

A wild week of torrential winter rains and lightening bolts! The big bad storm dumped 7 inches of rain here in Kona! That's makes for a lotta green grass in this yard. So no boat trips this week, I spent it on the boat in dry dock (now there's a lie-! Ha! "dry" dock indeed) glancing nervously at the gathering black clouds all around us and muttering charms to keep the lightening bolts from kissing our mast (and my ***!)
I heard Mauna Kea and Mauna Loa have slopes full of snow - I'll have to run out and shoot some photos soon as the clouds blow away a bit. I love the image of snow in Hawaii!
Christmas is just around the (stormin) mountain, and so not having any Christmas paintings this year (yet) I'll post one I did in Panama a few years back, that I used as my Christmas card at the time.
We lived in this small village on the Island of Taboga, and as in most Catholic pueblos in Latin countries, much of the center of the village revolves around the church. Well this was a 400 year old church with an old bell tower, and a huge old bell that was missing a clapper. So to ring the bell, the local kids would go up the winding stairs and beat on the bell with sticks. And stones. The result was usually akin to someone shooting at a gong or a trashcan lid with a potato gun. A godawful-stopyouinyourtracks (so you could cover your ears) kind of noise . Some of the more talented ones would make an interesting rhythm, not that much more pleasant but at least with a catchy little beat.
I climbed up there myself (I'm a sucker for an unusual perspective) and found this charming view of the staggered little houses encircling the plaza, and was enchanted by the "looking down" view of the rooftops of the church and the village. Seems "Christmas-y" to me, with the cross, the rusty tin roofs and the red clay tiles, and makes me smile smile to remember this scene and the "tolling" of the bell. Peace to all.

Mele Kalikimaka,
Lynn

all photos are the copyright of L.Capell and may not be reproduced without permission. Mahalo.

2007-11-17T11:11:00.000-08:00

11 umikumamakahi
"There's a kind of hush..." (Remember that song?) The power is out, ...funny how that tends to send people in a tizzy. Makes em wander around on the streets in the dark and talk to total strangers, wondering “what’s going on?? What do we do with no tv, no computers, no music, just darkness and quietness.” Wow...sooo very quiet and so nice. I can hear a dog barking far away. Hmm.....kinda makes me want to pick up my guitar, or howl at the moon! Course I might get something thrown at me, (either way-ha!)
So-typing the the dark- a perfect excuse ahead of time for any typos I may make.

Did a little snorkeling today, midday off the boat (of course I was working!) and you can feel the “nip” in the water... temperature’s dropped a few degrees, everyone was shivering and a lovely shade of blue, but still “wet heaven”. Speaking of blue, there are a couple of patches of blue rice coral that are found only on this island, and it’s as if somone painted it, the color is such an unbelievable vivid lapis blue. I also saw an amazing creature...an "ocean angel!" Well, that was my name for it anyway. Imagine this...a delicate transparent pink body, about 1/2" long, with two symmetrical transparent pink "wings", it was so tiny and ethereal, just drifting along in the current. It probably was some kind of jellyfish, but it DID resemble Tinkerbelle! (the Captain said I just must've held my breath waaay too long....!)

Went to Maui in August, flew in a tinnny - (typo, but it WAS tinny -and tiny!) 6 seater. Smooth hop over but appearantly that’s not always the case, judging from the sigh of relief from the other passengers when we landed. I had a two week art show at Sargent gallery in Lahaina, with three evenings of painting in the gallery for folks on Thurs, Fi and Sat. With food poisoning, no less! I shoulda been an actress for that performance as a painter! Spent a day sightseeing -we even drove the famous “Road to Hana”...hoo boy....you drive and drive and DRIVE , and not only that but the road curves and curves and CURVES , then you get to the end and you have to TURN AROUND and go back! Shoot....It’s like a bad joke! Turns out last October’s earthquake messed up the last part of the road, so even if you don’t want to go back, you have no choice. Try that on top of food poisoning! There must be a moral here somewhere, but if you want my advice skip the road to Hana and go for a beer in Makawao.

Ok, enough about me... art time!! A little bit about these plein air pieces I have done on location around the Big Island: the first is of Kealakekua Bay, in the picnic area late afternoon, looking south. Oils on board, 11" x 14". The second is the same place, painted when I was teaching a class there, and wanted a different perspective. I love that purple "vog" in the afternoon, over the mountain. Oils on wood, 9"x 12" Then on down, the third is NOT the road to Hana, but a view of an Old Hawaiian Battlefield here in Kona. Locally called "the End of the World". A powerful place, even the waves there are strong!
And the hammock.
I included this one for fellow artists Bill Jones and Lisa Towers (wonderful blog btw,take a peek- http://onpainting.wordpress.com/ ) (hey Bill the cats run the hammock concession, but said they can work something out!)
Oils on wood, 9" x 12"

Saw this on the back of a pick-up truck here -
"Silly boys, trucks are for chicks!"

(ya gotta know the Big Island- we love our trucks!)

aloha,
Lynn

All art and photos are copyright of Lynn Capell and may not be reproduced without permission. Mahalo!

2007-06-25T13:42:00.000-07:00

10.umi

Shoots...time does not simply fly, it soars!! Time since my last posted blog, time since my darlin daughter has grown up and graduated and I am filled with disbelief that she has been in my life for 18 years already. Her first five years of schooling (from kinder to 5th grade) were spent immersed in Spanish in the little fishing village on the Island of Taboga in Panama, which was at various times funny, fascinating, invaluable and embarrassing (yes, embarrassing, as we both fumbled our way learning Spanish!) Looking back, it was a magical time in both of our lives, a time of innocence and peace. Compare that to the hustle and bustle here in America of simply trying to earn a living and survive, I can only reminisce with fondness and gratitude that we have been able to live in such special places.
To celebrate this place in time in both of our lives, I have selected of few images of oil paintings of Natalia (o my lovely punkin!) that I have made over the years, as both of us grow and change. Hopefully as an artist I have also matured, while still staying loose and playful and true to my own rule of " coloring OUT of the lines!!"
Cheers! to life and to loved ones...
Ps: hmmm....looking at these paintings, one may wonder...does she really sleep that much? Well maybe yes and no...it's just that she does have this wonderful "languid" persona...and we do love our hammocks!
aloha,
Lynn

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2007-03-25T19:59:00.000-07:00

9.'eiwa

Leaping whales and horse tales!

Wow what a winter! It's been truly incredible these months to be able to witness one of nature's wonders -the humpback whale- from the catamaran deck. Words do no justice, so my pictures can hopefully tell a story. One whale is worth a thousand pictures, so here are a couple of my better shots when I wasn't so overcome in my excitement and able to focus the camera.
They can grow to 50 feet in length, so to be so close to one is a wonder. Mind you, it doesn't happen out here like this every day...

This mother and
her calf came right up beside us,
the calf swimming above the mother,
riding on her back.
The huge mama kept pushing the
calf over to us, ...it was the most
remarkable thing. And the baby would
roll over on it's back, unafraid.

... yet another beautiful breech...

two photos downyou can see the large pectoral fins as the whale swam near our boat....

one whale "spyhopped" for a better view and yes! was actually that close!!! He was looking at us all as he swam the boat's length. Truly amazing gentle giants, these keepers of the sea.

Back on dry land, I was driving up to Holualoa, and this fellow in the last picture was having a good chuckle ...aww...horsefeathers! Whales, indeed...

life is 'bout a dream...
aloha, lynn

All photos are copyright 2007 L.Capell and may not be reprinted without permission.

2007-01-05T10:38:00.000-08:00

8. 'ewalu

Ahhh...winter's here!!! Big luscious pounding waves, clear blue skies (no vog!) over Hualalai Mountain, and -sigh- lotsa traffic. I suppose the traffic thing is inevitable...if you live in a beautiful place, "they" will come.
First pic was taken last week from the sailboat as we were coming into Anaehoomalo Bay from the ocean, with the offshore winds a' howlin'! Absolutely gorgeous....

I have been teaching a "plein air" class ,( which means painting outdoors on location), for the past several months. I spent my 5 years in Panama teaching myself, and I love being able to pass on tips and techniques I have learned.

Love as well "getting out there" and doing it myself, - a wonderful experience that is too easily put on the back burner when one is going solo. So , accompanied by my enthusiastic small group of students, we painted in the hills and beaches around Kona, and I have included some photos of the work I did there.
This was painted at Greenwell Gardens, at around the 1500 foot level above Kona in September. Oils on wood, it is 51" x 18". Funny thing was, I looked toward a view that wasn't even in the garden, but off in the distance. But that's what caught my eye and I always try to find that inspiring feeling, ...so here tis..."Greenwell Gardens".

I was down at the Old Airport with my class, and as we painted the coastline, the model airplane club down the beach from us was flying their remote planes, and they literally were buzzing our heads as we painted away. I kept envisioning one crashing into my wet painting! This one is titled Kiawe Trees and is 17" x 26".

Up in Holualoa as you go down the drive to the Inn is this little scene. I love the tall trees in the background, against the tiny little coffee shack. Called "Holualoa, December", it is 9"x 12", oils on wood.

And my backyard. Little old bench surrounded by adopted plants and things from family and friends and perfect for coffee. Just part of my wild tangle of a little yard. Called "set yourself down", it is 24" x30" oils on wood.

A new year and personal promises to paint even more, and to live and paint by my gut feeling and intuition. And of course, to keep on sailing!!! Happy New Year!
Be true to yourself and to others,
and live aloha,
"elle" capell

All photos and artwork on this page are copyright by the artist L. Capell, and my not be used without permission. Mahalo!

2006-10-28T00:26:00.000-07:00

7. 'ehiku

tHe qUakE. A week of stories..and everyone's question "...and where were you?" seemed to be endlessly interesting. I was in the driveway loading up the truck to go painting and thought it was "just a little quake" at first, then literally saw our wooden house (on stilts) rock and roll and twist every whichway, creaking and groaning and shuddering (the house, that is!) It's an unreal feeling thinking your house will crash to the ground before your eyes. I heard my daughter screaming above a deep and very loud rumble in the earth - and that was just the first one! Natalia, on the other hand was experiencing the shaking and shuddering from inside the house as she was standing in a doorway ( oh we've heard all the "earthquake rules") while the paintings fell from the walls and cupboards opened up around her, sending their contents tumbling or flying though the air. The place where she stood was littered with stuff! But we are unhurt and our house is unhurt and what broke can either be thrown away or glued back together.

I talked to a few surfers who heard "the rumble" and felt both quakes- in the water. And two different stories of people who were up in helecopters touring the island- one saw a waterfall go brown , and another saw the waterfall stop all together, then start back up. A woman on the highway saw the asphalt come in big waves all around her as their car jumped and bounced all across both lanes. Some 29 house have sadly been "red flagged" on this island, and over a thousand buildings incurred damage throughout the islands. The irrigation ditches around this island were badly damaged, with the farmers suffering losses or setbacks until they are repaired. Our hospital was in disrepair, and rooms evacuated. Several art galleries lost a lot in ceramics, wood and especially glass pieces. Many rock walls just crumbled, and there were some landslides triggered. The next few hours were wierd, with no power and no radios up to inform us what was happening, on all the islands. Very "twilight-zoneish" as folks chatted in small groups wondering what to do, wondering what was happening or whether there would next be a tsunami. Thank goodness it was daylight, Sunday morning.
But wonderfully, amazingly, no lives were lost (well yes-there was one...aww Kathleen I am sooo sorry about your cat. Maybe he's in cat heaven, rolling around in catnip.) There was no tsunami, and people were so warm and helpful to one another. Everyone you talk to just keeps saying, "we are so lucky...we are so blessed...it could have been so much worse."
My heart goes out to those who were so scared and who suffered damage and loss.
The price of paradise, n'est c'est pas? And pins and needles at the slightest little shake, at last for a whle...
.
Life goes on, back painting, back sailing and surfing. My plein air class met last Sunday to paint the rugged beauty of the beach down by the Old Airport. A gorgeous day, with the tinny little mosquito drone of model airplanes (from the flying club beside us) buzzing the treetops -and our heads! And faint "halleluja "strains of songs as we were downwind from the "beach church".

A serene evening spent motoring by sea on the catamaran NoaNoa,-a two hour trip back to Kona from Anaehoomalu. The silhouette of the mast, stars in my hair, a sliver of a moon in a blueblack sky. A sweet evening spent "nightdreaming" on the bow. (You know, not asleep, but daydreaming in the night.)

My "Place of Prayer" painting, oils on wood. A blessing made of stones I saw on the beach in Waipio Valley. I am drawn to these small sculptures made of rocks, and wonder about the people who made them, and what they had in mind.

My mahalos for a blessed life, and aloha
"elle"

2006-09-29T22:58:00.000-07:00

6. 'eono

Yet another surf-inspired piece, this time a triptych that I finished last week. I watched these tandem surfers at Pine Trees last spring, and I 've wanted to paint them ever since. And since they were so precariously balanced, I thought I'd give it a whirl translating them into paint on 3 pieces of wood. The couple was so graceful and poetic, - to see them in the water was beautiful indeed. (How the heck do they do that on a surfboard, for pete's sake!)

Another magical day on the sea, as the catamaran Kaimaka ( the boat on which I crew) came upon a pod of Spinner dolphins! What wonderful creatures! They seemed to effortlessly glide and play tag with our boat for about a half an hour. The larger ones , sleek grey beauties, were just beneath the surface in front of our bow occasionally snorting big "whufs" of air before diving deeper.

The females and baby dolphins were swimming off to one side in small clusters and sometimes one would simply fly from the water spinning and twirling! One of the babies kept doing miniature leaps into the air,

trying to spin but only fluttering his tai before plopping back into the sea. It was so cute and funny and I just knew his own mama was laughing too.

A red sun glowed below darkening clouds that promised to rain, and a strong and naughty wind carried us back to the beach... but not before flinging the whole darn tray of delicate pastries onto one fellow's chest! "What a wind!" I howled, but the crew just smiled and winked, "You ain't seen nothin yet - wait till winter!"
Hoo boy... stay tuned...

My new word, "nalu" means "wave" (as in ocean) , in Hawaiian.

ahhhhh..loha,
"'elle"
or "lynn" ( both be me!)

The paintings and photos on this page are all copyright L.Capell and may not be used without permission. Mahalo.

2006-09-03T12:11:00.000-07:00

5.'elima

owowow..... my "new (moonlighting?) career" as a crew member on a fifty foot catamaran is helping me appreciate the rejuvenate powers of a loooooooooong hot soak in the tub. I now know where all my arm muscles are. I even know where my finger muscles are! But the upside is the flying along under sail on the brilliant blueblue/greengreen ocean , with the lovely Kona skyline and mountains on one side and the misty silhouette of Maui's Haleakala crater surrounded by clouds on the other, the sun in my face and the wind in my hair. sigh. I simply love it. I wanna "come back" as an otter or a whale. can't wait for the next sail on Thursday.... just need a few more of those loooong hottttttt soaks....
and yes!! I'll remember to bring the kayak from the beach! aye yae yae....that's a long swim. in the dark. my sincere thanks to the captain for being the one to go.

labor day on the rock....early Saturday I did the "dawn patrol" with Natalia at Kahaluu and it was so much fun. nice refreshing waves, we got in n' out before the crowds, and I sat on the wall and watched a kayak race , strung along the horizon, like pearls on the sea. ----------- - ----- ---- - ----- - - --- -
and all those bikers out and about!! (what does one call a group of motorcycles anyway? hmmmm...)

the rains have stopped,at least here in Kailua Kona, so it's sprinkler time again! I can even feel a bit of fall, a nip in the night....or wishful thinking?

and a melancholy moment for the "crocodile guy"....Steve Irwin...."a hui hou", to that great ocean in the sky.....

all art and photos on ths site are copyright lcapell 2006 and may not be used without permission. mahalo.

2006-08-22T22:05:00.000-07:00

4.'eha

took this shot last Friday morning from the deck of a catamaran, sailing out of Anaehoomalu Bay. Picture this..... gliding along under sail...listening to "Iz",... just the sound of wind and water ...the warm tropical morning sun....and THAT view. Ahhhh.....Twas me. (well, someone's gotta do it!). as we came in there were some kitesurfers just flying! across the water around us, it was all so unbelieveably beautiful. I'll get back to this another day (my~ ahem~ "new profession" as a sailor! hoo boy)!
saw a wild kid (baby goat) as we were driving down to Kua Bay. We stopped, he stopped, we all just looked at each other from about 10 feet away, but when I reached for my camera he stepped into the shadows of the keawe trees . it was beautiful how he blended in. it would be nice to think they're all around us, in the shadows, peacefully. and I actually do hear them bleating in the evening sometimes.

I miss seeing the donkeys that used to wander the lava. will the wild horses of Waipio be the next to disappear? to be replaced by coqui frogs??? sheeeeshhh....

ahhh the glorious waves, the sweet rolling surf is back. Novice surfer that I am, I still enjoy it even on the "inside." I can only imagine what it must feel like on the "outside", riding the "big ones"! They have my awe and my respect (both the surfers and the waves!) truly a graceful sport , this sport of kings.

these are a few more from my "surf series" ,
I've finished all but one. again, they are oils on wood panels. now I'm thinking of doing a "huuuuge" one...we'll see,,,another day, another painting, another wave.....

aloha,
Lynn

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2006-08-17T12:22:00.000-07:00

3.'ekolu

view of the world yesterday toward Hualalai Mountain , 6:30 p.m.

a moody morning sky...fat petulant clouds were grumbling muaka, following last night's heavy heavy rain. (my little grass seedlings were thowin' a party!) still no surf, but I paddled around anyway ...ahhh...it felt sooo good to submerge. kakahiaka, my kona.
a flock of wild parrots went careening overhead. (so what do you call a flock of 'em all flapping like mad and squawking at the top of their little lungs! ) wonder what they're so excited about? hey Jan, they're heading toward your house!

finished up several more in the "surf series". wonder if my friends will recognize themselves. They're all oils on wood panels.

The shots I used for my surfers' inspiration were from Kahaluu and Lymans last winter in the big surf. (I just love the winters here! of course I love the summers too...sigh...) I'll post a few more the next time... and maybe I should start noting the sizes of the paintings here?....hmm..

My neighbors' mangos...I've got my eye on these...(just a few more days...!)

word today is 'woo". as in court and spark!
(or "wooo wooo" as in those mangos!)

aloha (yet another beautiful word),
"elle"

2006-08-15T09:59:00.000-07:00

2.

numbah 2...
today's the day!
Not that it's REALLY a special day, but I like the idea of it. It gets things tingling, anticipating "hey...day for what?! day for what?!! " And when I stop and think about it, every day is pretty special, and a gift.

This "weatherchick" didn't go out surfing today, because at 6 a.m. the tide was high and going even higher. Flat for sure. But sunny and gorgeous, nontheless. Good day for growing my new little grass seedlings!

I finished the large "surfer girl" piece yesterday, posting it here. At the end I added the "splatter" on all the pieces in the series, and hours later I was still finding tiny white spots all over my body! The Beach Boys song ("Little Surfer Girl) was playing in my head the whole time...I've always loved that song. Now my daughter listens to it. Today I'll finish up the other 6 pieces in the series, putting swashes of color and a glaze on top.

Natalia and her friends went yesterday to The End of the World , and they all jumped off, one by one. Into the ocean, that is! Ahhhh...I just love the name of that place, and am always awed by the wild beauty of the cliffs and the tremendous waves that hurl themselves onto the rocky shore in the winter. You feel each thundering "BOOM!" at the same time you see the whirling spray.. Summers are so tame by comparison. Still,...I wouldn't jump....

"Our" hawk, magnificent fellow that he is. He's now back in the wild blue yonder after meeting up with the front end of a speeding car. But he wasn't too badly hurt and we were all so delighted to see him released back to the sky! (and WE know, love does heal...)

What a "cathood" we live in! Our yard must be the only one in the neighborhood to NOT have a dog or cat (bunnies don't count). So the delinquent cats in the neighborhood,~ all shapes, sizes and colors~ love to slip through our yard or hang out on the grass when I'm not looking. Now they are sending me "catelepathy" I swear, and making me be inspired to photograph them. What next, I'm supposed to paint them? Meow.

Hawaiian breakfast of champions? (yep they're chocolate chip cookies).....mmm,,,,,

weird word of the day.... "hoopla"!

2006-08-14T11:37:00.000-07:00

ok deep breath here , this is post numero uno ....life on the "lava"...

la'va: according to Thorndike Barnhart (who???) 1.the molten rock flowing from a fissure in the earth. 2.rock formed by the cooling of this molten rock (really, that's how it reads!) Some lavas are hard and glassy, others are light and porous.

driving along Alii Drive (redundant?) I was thinking about my life on this rock and how sometimes it's sooo smooth , as in "pahoehoe" lava, and other times so damn sharp and pointy , that'd be the "a'a'" kind. Sounds like a good enough title for this blog, so here we go...

surf report from "da weatherchick"...(which was my career goal when I was five)....Kahaluu- flat. Lymans- also zilch. Still a pretty morning, drove down to the water for a peek but since there was a nip in the air and I don't "do cold" I stayed on dry land, watching no waves. Aiieeee!!! Got a "surf jones" goin' on.....

sat by the sea anyway watching 2 women in the water on their boards, dangling legs and drifting in the shallow part,... young girl out strolling with her cockatoo, (yes that's "-too, not "poo" . They walk their birds here.) .... a kid at the bus stop strumming his uke....and the first soft rays slant over Hualalai's dusty blue mountain.

heading home to paint..I'm in the middle of a series of some surf inspired work. I guess when it's flat I gotta somehow "get wet". I'm enjoying this series, as I paint I really go inside each piece and imagine how that water feels...

hasta manana (o where's the "tildes" when you need 'em...)
"elle"
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