Wednesday, August 20, 2008
I worked for awhile today trying to save the plein air painting I did the other day and am calling this one done now. The huge old pines in the background are mostly dead, but still soar into the sky, almost looking like palm trees at times.
I adjusted some colours from my initial one hour painting and tightened up a few areas. The water in the lane caused me problems. It went from looking like a puddle to a waterfall and back again several times before I tamed it sufficiently.
Oils are always an adventure for me because they are so very different than working with my usual graphite. They let some of my inner child come out in terms of moving squidgy paint around on the canvas and palette and getting messy. Having paint on the end of your nose or in your hair is a right of passage for artists. I always seem to manage both for some reason.