I'm trying to paint a scene I saw down in the Bitterroots this fall on the Tin Cup Trail. It is vexing me at the moment.
One of the real challenges for a beginner painter is that most everything thing you try to do you've never done before. It will be nice when, someday, I have a library of paintings that I can refer to get ideas as to how I did something in the past.
Anyway, I was trying to figure out what the problem was with my paint not sticking on already dried paint. As I always do with my experiments, once I've done the experiment I can't just let the canvas go to waste. I save every little dab of paint in little paint pots and this is when I use them. The colors are all a mish-mash and I couldn't recreate them if I tried.
On this particular experimental canvas I let the brush fly to the music of Suzanne Chiani. I'm quite fond of her work. It's New Age and it moves me. It moved my brush too!
I can't think of anything to call it. Maybe I should call it Suzanne?
Hopefully, one fine day I will have my Tin Cup Painting done. Then again maybe not because I have this thing in my craw to do something in black and white. It's so great to be able to do as you please on a whim!
There is a reason I express my gratitude each and everyday!
©Kinsey Barnard
Really love those brush strokes on the top. They remind me of wheat blowing in the wind. It makes me smile envisioning you saving the paints in little containers. I don't recall ever doing that.
ReplyDeleteIn the end I decided it was salmon running in the Tobacco River! :)
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