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!