Live Event Paintings

I paint oil paintings, live, at wedding receptions and events, anywhere in the world. Click my profile to find my email, or call (206) 382-7413.
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Showing posts with label Sam Day Wedding Painter. Show all posts

Friday, November 14, 2014

A Colin Cowie Celebrations Wedding in The Hamptons


Andrea+Dan's Colin Cowie Celebration Wedding from Clark+Walker Studio on Vimeo.

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The Latin phrase ‘ne plus ultra’ means something like ‘you can’t get any higher [than this].’ And since we don’t have actual royalty in America, Colin Cowie and The Hamptons are the highest one can go in the wedding industry.
Colin Cowie, of course, is the famous author, television personality, and designer of events and lifestyle from South Africa. In person he is remarkably charming, courteous (to all), unflappable, and deftly in control of every detail. I’ve been in the industry ten years, and now I’ve finally seen how it’s done.
Setting up to paint a 48 x 72 inch wedding painting
The Hamptons have been a playground for the rich and famous for at least a century, being as far east as one can go on land from New York City. Accessible by car in about three hours from the City on a Friday afternoon, or in fifteen minutes by helicopter, if you have one, the Hamptons are a group of villages that still position themselves as a sleepy backwater. But the shake-sided main streets of these villages— Southampton, Easthampton, Bridgehampton, Amagansett, SagHarbor, Montauk, et al— are filled as much with couture shops as chowder spilling taverns. Behind the dunes of the Atlantic beaches are queued some of the most opulent vacation homes in America. Summer jams the streets with Ferraris and SUVs topped with surf boards.
The reception and cocktail tents

Inland roll the green fields of equestrian estates and vineyards. And in such a vineyard in Sagaponack, in the second week of September, some large white tents were erected, topped with ribbon like flags sporting our clients’ logo-initials.
The up-lit vineyards at Wölffer Estates
The effortlessly meticulous team of Colin Cowie Celebrations corralled a circus of vendors, craftspeople, artisans, and specialists into the creation of a precision fantasy of rustic elegance.
My participation was a gift from the mother of the bride, a gregarious woman with outstretched arms who treated me, and my wife-assistant, as family. My easel anchored a corner of the magnificent reception tent, with a view of both the dance floor and the couple’s beloved up-lit grape vines. They are seen at left, through the moistened rain flaps of the tent.
The rain had been an expected possibility, and was met by Cowie’s people with hundreds of white umbrellas for the procession from wedding to cocktail tents.
Colin Cowie Celebrations magic.
Detail: the Flower Girls
As the black tie crowd crowded in from cocktails to the dinner tent, onlookers came to look at my six foot canvas and its unfolding panorama. Presently a father approached my easel with a three year old flower girl on his shoulders. She was curious, but tired and shy. I asked if she could pose for her portrait on the ground, but she wanted the security of her father’s arms. And this is why my wife makes such a great assistant: she sat on the white carpet, inviting the girl to join her in conversation. Both father and daughter descended to the floor and sat for a several minutes, as I hastily sketched the white skirted cherub. Her mother later provided a photo for me to paint the girl’s sister, who had reached her energetic limits before I was able to include her (I make this exception for children, and sometimes pets, but otherwise insist on painting from life).
The bride and groom were themselves captured on the dance floor, and so the bridesmaids were likewise painted in the distance— although they came over, in twos and threes, to stand for a likeness. This worked because of the size of the painting. At six feet wide and four feet high, figures in the middle distance— that is, the dance floor— were rendered four to six inches high. That’s about the size of figures in the foreground of my smaller paintings.
Detail of the couple, in progress. Left foreground: hydrangea and roses on a dining table
In this wall sized painting, some family members in the foreground were almost portrait sized. This included my client, the mother of the bride, and her mother. In this marvelous video (top) by Clark+Walker Studio, the bride’s grandmother reacts with surprise and joy at her depiction (1:26-1:32).
Sam Day painting the Hippeau-Vogel Wedding
A live event painting is as much a performance as it is a keepsake, and I enjoyed interacting with countless guests as they came over to my easel though out the night.
“I’ve never watched an artist paint before,” was a comment I heard repeatedly.
“You were a hit,” concluded a designer with the Colin Cowie team.
 
The Hippeau-Vogel Wedding,by Sam Day, oil on canvas, 48 x 72 inches


Friday, September 21, 2012

Pohl-Drake Wedding, Bainbridge Island, Washington


The Pohl-Drake Wedding by Sam Day
The Pohl-Drake Wedding, 2012, Oil on Canvas, 24 x 40 inches, by Sam Day


The Pohl-Drake wedding was, for the bride, just a visit to Grandma's house for some blackberry pie— along with 275 guests.
The bride rides horses, and has fond memories of visiting her grandmother’s summer house on Bainbridge Island, and picking blackberries. The groom rides everything else— but chiefly motocross bikes. That’s why, during his father’s toast, his brother rode through the tent on the front seat of a tandem bicycle, with an English saddle on the back seat, and a hobby horse tied to the front (I painted that in the lower left corner).
The grandmother’s summer house is situated in an enclave known as The Country Club of Seattle, wherein eighteen estates on a wooded hill are surrounded by a grassy apron of equestrian paradise, nine holes of golf, and Puget Sound. The ceremony was in a tent on the lawn looking south at Blake Island and west to Rich Passage.  Cocktails were held a few hundred yards to the east, in another white tent right on Restoration Point. I set up my easel in the final reception tent, northernmost of the three, pitched within a wooden railed equestrian circle, not far from the barn, looking east. The view stretched from Blakely Harbor on the left, to the cocktail tent on the right, seen just over the hill. One can see Seattle from here, over the blackberry bushes that line the shore. The tall skyline appears in my painting just left of the cocktail tent. Blakely Rock is just 800 yards off the pebbly beach, in the center of the painting, where a sailboat passes. A Washington State Ferry is seen leaving Eagle Harbor en route to Seattle.
The tent itself was a hundred and fifty feet wide, open to the view on the water side, and decorated with elegant antiques (Vintage Ambiance) in subdued colors. Erected as it was in a horse’s trotting ring, the floor was grass, cut golf course short, and combed clean as a carpet. I painted barefoot (by permission), and believe me, it was immaculate.
The wedding was semiformal. The groom wore a plaid suit with a bow tie, like an English gentleman. The groomsmen wore dark suits and bow ties of various colors; the bridesmaids each wore something boldly unique. The bride wore lace. Everyone wore broad smiles.
There was a dance floor and a stage. Dinner was serenaded by an unamplified bluegrass band, The Tallboys. After dinner, The Craig Lawrence Band played everything from jazz to classic rock and current pop.
Herban Feast catered, and floral magic was provided by Bainbridge Island based Rachel Bowes of Finch and Thistle. The maestro who brought it all together was Sarah Cabatit, of EventWise Planning.
Locally sourced Blackberry pie was served along with the coconut cake  (bottom right, on the table behind Grandma).