Like starting a new book,
what lies ahead is unknown. The process of understanding the setting, getting to know the characters. The same goes for my process of beginning a new painting. It has a life of its own and emotions waiting to be released. This is only the beginning. .. i feel so lucky to get the day to paint
i press the brush into paint and listen to the pitter patter of raindrops splashing upon the bricks. i don't know her name yet or even what she is thinking but the air around her demands to reflect her mood As the paint leaves my brush, and lays down the color, I watch what was once white begin to bloom.
I get to discover what is trying to be released from my hand changing a flat surface to a new world yet to be found. Witnessing the evolution of what was and what yet is to be created lights my spirit and demands me to complete. Here is a glimpse of a painting in its blossoming phase. Welcome to suggestions for the focal point I found my peace with the mystery and nature of the oh so challenging fog. The need to overpower it has relented and my ability to let it in and in fact mimic in ways fascinates me further.
The key to this painting is choice of colors and the patience to create many layers as well as blending with a dry brush. with the last piece I struggled with letting go of clarity. In other words, letting go of the details created and covering up by trying to create fog. it is very difficult to capture light in fog and not overdoing the effect and attracting too much attention. In this piece I am using many layers of paint, lots of matte medium to dilute the color.
Enjoy I paint this evening with excitement and intent. my mission is to create the image that has rooted itself in my mind. The original plan intended for my previous creation (the Herd). so far so good. pictures to come.
So nearing completion by adding some stray goats that got hungry. Debating weather to add an additional dog but am happy thus far. Open to suggestions or any input :) If you like, please share I started a painting a few weeks ago. As it was taking form something within (I am not sure if I mean within me or within the painting) told me it wasn't right. I argued it saying 'but it is so close' and 'it is what I had pictured in my mind' and many more words that I will exclude from this blog. But the feelings within won. As it grows in its own direction and mood, much like a child, I find I am struggling to find now what needs to be done now on my part. My mind is consumed by the image that has revealed itself thus far and am eager to meet what has left to come forth. My mind reeling from greens to reds, branches to grass, lightening bugs to the unknown. Please share my journey |
RandyKyEnjoy, ask questions, leave constructive feedback and take time to see the world through new eyes... explore Inspired?
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