Ready for buyers

18 03 2010

Aloha! Today I picked up two paintings from the framer. You’ve seen them before in previous posts, but now the canvases are dry and the frames finish them off nicely. I chose a classic linen liner and koa for “The Rope Swing” and a simple antique silver-colored frame for “View of the Koolau Mountains.” If you wish to invest in any of my paintings—these are originals—I can work out a payment schedule with you. Please click on PAINTINGS tab in the menu bar. I would love for you to see them in person. Just contact me for an appointment. Thank you for visiting my gallery and studio! Rebekah





A good day for going with the flow

22 01 2010

A good day, yesterday. Finished another painting. Caught up with Naomi at the park. Introduced baby and tried our luck at restaurant. Ate pasta with my friend Jan. Bought some starter veggie plants. Even put them into the ground. Every day, almost, my health improves. For now I’m simply going with the flow.

The Rope Swing

The Rope Swing. Painted at Kalaeokaoio Beach Park, Kaaawa. It’s historical. The swing is gone.

My friend Naomi. A painter and a sculptor. I hadn’t seen her since before Thanksgiving. February’s around the corner. Punahou Carnival time! and we compare art notes. She’ll have six of her whimsical ceramic sculptures at the carnival Art Gallery, and I’ll have two oils. As a featured artist, she gets to start with more than two pieces in the show. I think she’s a featured artist because her work always sells! Way to go!

Lunch with Jan. I had a lunch date. Until I’m driving again, DH is my chauffeur. I said, just bring baby along, I really want to see Jan. If it becomes unmanageable, then go on ahead, I’d take the bus home. You see, we were not sure how it would work out. The restaurant. At 8 months the baby is starting to express herself and crawl about. As the adults traded our latest stories over pasta, baby sat and ate so very nicely, checking out the other diners. She really is Miss Marvelous, already preferring shopping and going out with the girls!

The garden. To the 5 gallons of vermicast (worm poop) that I harvested and stirred into a section of the garden, I added okra, eggplant, celery, sage, lettuce, and mint. We still have beets, kale, basil, rosemary, garlic chives, salad greens, sweet potatoes, turmeric, and last season’s eggplant. I love it. To your health ~ Rebekah

Copyright 2010 Rebekah Luke




A plug for the Punahou Carnival

12 01 2010

Feeling better now. Your wishes and  prayers for my wellness are most appreciated. A spinal adjustment last Saturday has done wonders. I can stand up straight again, and my energy is flowing more like it should, except for a couple of spots of soreness that we’re still working on. Acupuncture, a little massage, hot showers and Reiki — now that I have back the range of motion to treat myself — all help.

I’m feeling well enough to nurture and pot the avocado plants for the Punahou Carnival this year.

This annual benefit of my alma mater to raise financial aid falls on Feb. 5 and 6 this year. The fund-raiser relies heavily on donations of all sorts to make it highly profitable for student scholarships. People donate supplies, ingredients (like sugar for jams and jellies), merchandise (books, white elephant), time (staffing booths), etc.

Punahou School taps its junior class, parents, and alumni to pitch in. It’s fun for the whole family, and I bet this year there will be many from the community who will want to check out where President Barack Obama went to school.

Besides supplying the young avo trees for the plant booth, I’m putting two of my original oil paintings into the art show: “Kamehameha Highway and Kaaawa Place” and “Looking Down Upon the Path.” (See my “Paintings” page.) I plan to join my class to help the Hawaiian plate dinner on Saturday, and if I can I’ll support the Punahou Alumni Glee Club either by singing Hawaiian music with the group or applauding from the serving line. See how much better I’m feeling? 😉

It’s an amazing two days of fun, booths, rides, shows, and games from 11 a.m. to 11 p.m. I think it’s the largest fair on Oahu. The school reports that last year it sold 146,000 malasada donuts, 12,400 ears of organic corn, and 33,000 cups of Portuguese bean soup. Our family spent our carnival script at the plant booth, books, silent auction, Hawaiian plate, a variety of other food booths, produce, art show, alumni store, and … of course … hot malasadas!

If you go: Go early. The main gate for pedestrians is at Punahou and Wilder avenues in Honolulu. If coming in your own vehicle, follow the signs to parking, or try your luck with street parking in the surrounding neighborhood and be prepared to walk to and from the carnival grounds. If you can take the bus or get dropped off, that’s even better. Spend your money freely; it’s for a good cause!

Copyright 2010 Rebekah Luke




Paintings at my sister-in-law’s

12 12 2009

My post “Hello from Pennsylvania” is lost in transit. In the meantime I will show you three of my oils that live at my sister-in-law Penny’s house in Pennsylvania.
I painted the basket of flowers as a student of Gloria Foss. The green one is a scene at Hoomaluhia Botanical Garden on Oahu. The seasscape is of Kaaawa beach; Penny commissioned this painting of the place where her children played when they visited us in Hawaii.
I’m always delightfully surprised to see my work hanging in people’s homes and how they have been integrated as decor. These show the images in their picture frames, Penny, thanks for everything. The paintings look great! ~ Rebekah





View of the Koolau Range and the sea

23 11 2009

Another view of the gorgeous mountains of the Koolau Range on Oahu is off my easel and waiting for its protective varnish coat and frame. I’m so thrilled that it’s finished, I want to show it to you.

On Sunday we found some time to relax. Here’s a familiar scene of repose at the beach: DH and Alice Brown by the sea.

Sunday at the Beach

Copyright 2009 Rebekah Luke




Vog: an art lesson

29 10 2009

It’s voggy in the landscape today. I saw it when I drove from Kaaawa to Kaneohe.

Koolaus in vog © Rebekah Luke

The Koolau Mountains in vog, about 10:15 a.m. today. Notice the ridges appear in three tints of gray.

What’s vog? Vog is the less-than-clear air that we have when the kona winds from the southeast blow the emissions from the volcano up the island chain toward the northwest. It’s like the words fog and smog. It hangs around until the regular trade winds return.

Vog is worst on Hawaii island, a.k.a the Big Island, home of the eruption. The falling ash deteriorates homes and crops, and the smokey air makes it hard to breathe. It reminds me of when I arrived at art school in Pasadena (Los Angeles) one August and was told as I gazed out the floor-to-ceiling windows, “The mountains are right there in our backyard, and they’re beautiful, but it’s so smoggy, we can’t see them.”

One good thing about the atmosphere as today’s vog, though, is that it serves to explain how to paint distance. Generally, objects in the foreground have the darkest value, and as objects recede into the middle-ground and background, they become lighter in value. As one’s eye moves back into space, the values become lighter.

On an ordinary sunny day, the kind that prompts us to say, “It’s just another beautiful day in Hawaii!” the Koolau Mountains are clear and colorful enough to see the individual trees on them. To represent such a scene with paint and for it to “read” properly, we consider the logic of light and either lighten and/or mute the colors in the background, even though we don’t see them that way with our eyes. But on a day like today, you absolutely can see it.

If you have ever seen the Blue Ridge Mountains in Appalachia, or photos of them, it’s the same thing.

Nuuanu Pali pass © Rebekah Luke

Nuuanu Pali Lookout (center of photo) viewed from Luluku, about 10:30 a.m. today

This morning my destination was Hoomaluhia Botanical Garden at Luluku at the foot of the mountains where I go to paint.  Here is a photo of the Nuuanu Pali  pass viewed from Luluku. Ordinarily the cars on the highway and the people at the lookout are visible.

Notice that both photos appear blue, or blue-gray. My own eyes did not see the scene this way because I am used to seeing the scene in full color (the whole spectrum), and my brain translated it into full color. But, as the saying goes, the camera doesn’t lie. Blue is the color of atmosphere.

Now, knowing about values (shades of gray) as they relate to distance, and knowing about the color of atmosphere, you can represent distance in a painting by muting and lightening the colors of objects as they recede.

If you forget to do this initially in an oil painting, there is a glazing technique you can use, but only after the paint is dry. Take a dollop of painting medium with your palette knife and mix it with a tint of blue pigment (e.g., white + ultramarine + cobalt). Have a clean, soft cloth handy. Brush the glaze over the part of the painting that you want to lighten. Then, working quickly (because glaze dries fast), wipe off with the cloth little by little, if you wish, to get the effect you want. Ta-dah!

The values underneath that you painted originally will stay the same, that is, the relationships among the values will remain. You are simply putting in the atmosphere with your tinted glaze.

Don’t worry if the glaze gets beyond the area you want. Just go back and paint over it. (We call that “destroy and recover.”)

Copyright 2009 Rebekah Luke

Thanks to Gloria Foss who taught me how to do this. To see my oils, click on PAINTINGS in the menu bar.





Why write? why paint? why heal?

15 10 2009

Rebekah’s Studio features old-fashioned letters, paintings and healing. Why write? Why paint? Why heal?

In the current 42-day world gratitude experiment shepherded by Stacey Robyn, the meditation for Day 27 is “Writes of Passage.” The suggestion is to ponder, “Who am I grateful for?” and write a letter to thank this person without the pressure that it needs to be delivered (because it doesn’t).

Stacey Robyn notes that psychology professor Peterson of the University of Michigan gives students a homework assignment now and then of writing such a gratitude letter, a belated thank you note, if you will. The letter writing “provides long-lasting mood boosts to the writers.” The professor says his students feel happier one hundred percent of the time.

Lately I have been trying to locate a certain Alan who was a fan of my oil paintings when I first started exhibiting my work. He would see the announcements in the paper and show up at the openings. Passing by one day he saw me painting on location at Kaaawa Stream and pulled up along the side of the highway. He cheerfully called out the window, “Let me know when you’re finished with that one, I’d like to see it.”

The painting he admired

The painting he admired

As it turns out, this was quite some years ago, and after a long pause in painting I pulled out the canvas just this spring and completed it. I remembered Alan and set out to contact him. It’s a wonder to me how I remembered his name—his first name, and then after a couple of days, his last name. No luck in the printed phone directory, and initially nothing familiar in various searches on the internet.

My research brought me to a blurb and photo from Hawaii Fishing News, reporting and depicting a fisherman with the same last name and looks who had caught a 100-plus-pound ulua fish in the summer of 1999 and who thanked Alan for his help. Being tenacious in my research, I contacted HFN who kindly gave me the fisherman’s phone number. I left call back messages twice, but no one rang back.

Still wanting to reach Alan, I took to searching the internet again. Last night I came across an esoteric article by T. Castanha, Aia Na Ha’ina I Loko o Kakou (The Answers Lie Within Us),” concerning the “Boricua Migration to Hawai‘i and Meaning of Caribbean Indigenous Resistance, Survival and Presence on  the Island of Boriken (Puerto Rico).”

The article is interesting to me for its insight on the situation of the indigenous peoples of Boriken and the Hawaiian Islands both. The paper was presented in Hilo at the 1999 World Indigenous Peoples’ Conference on Education.

More intriguing to me was that the author dedicated his presentation to his friend, brother and roommate, who recently passed on, the article stated, his friend who had the same name of the Alan I was looking for.

There, then, was the answer for me.

And here, now, is my gratitude letter to a faithful fan: Mahalo, Alan, for encouraging my art. Perhaps our paths will cross again.

Copyright 2009 Rebekah Luke

In a Reiki healing session, we thank our Reiki masters in spirit from the heart. Like writing a gratitude letter, Reiki can help one feel happier. For more information, click on Reiki Healing by Oelen in the menu bar.