Sunday, December 27, 2009
When I haven't drawn or painted for a few days I lose momentum and struggle to find inspiration. I wandered around the studio today looking for something that would rouse the muse out of her stupor and found it in some photographs that I took last month of Ryan's meadow. The Ryans have a lot of land in the area, mostly used for making hay and these meadows are use for the same crop. A couple of years ago, I used a gate to one of Ryan's fields for a silverpoint drawing and have taken a number of photos, one of which I provided under Creative Commons for anyone to use. It seems Ryan's land holds inspiration for me.
I see this view, slightly hidden by trees, each day as I drive home from work and always promise myself that I will stop and capture it. But the time isn't right, the weather doesn't cooperate, traffic gets in the way, tractors are going in and out of the field, etc. etc. I throw up a dozen excuses as why I can't draw or paint this field.
But last month, on the way home from somewhere I purposely stopped the car, barely off the road, and walked into the field to take some photos. There had been a lot of rain and the field was sodden with water still on the surface as I squelched my way through the grass. It filled tractor ruts and pooled in dips in the ground and made grass in the distance shimmer with light.
I don't know why this view appeals to me so much. The land slopes upwards and takes over the sky, while the treeline and brush creates separation lines of colour. Perhaps those are the reasons. Shape and colour. Isn't that what inspires us all?
This was done in watercolour, with some pen and ink added for thre trees/brush in the foreground, on Strathmore coldpress 140lb and is 6 x 12 inches.