THURS. DOORS IS RIGHT UNDERNEATH THIS POST
Correct me if I am wrong, but most may have no idea
what it means to be a painter. Art is often associated with
a fun Saturday outing with a group of people
trying out new techniques, or go to a pretty place
to do a plein air (open air scene).
It is true, the plein airs are at a pretty
place, and in the beginning, I was in a group of
beginners, but when they changed the free lessons
to paid lessons in Yosemite Nat. Park, I have painted alone.
Most of my 24 x 24 inch and bigger, have been painted
in front of an audience or alone. The two 9×7 feet,
and one 10 x 17 feet have been painted
with no one in sight, except for my hubby.
It’s not a complaint, just a fact.
For me, in many instances the preparation involved
the development of an idea, a vision, a news event
or situation. In many cases prayer was involved, if it
pertained to a certain truth I needed to display.
Actually, for me this is the most emotional,
sometimes agonizing part that I
beforehand had no knowledge of
at all. Now, if I would be a landscape painter,
this would only be limited to questions of design.
Maybe you begin to understand that the last part
brings one in a certain lifestyle and schedule.
When the kids were still at home, I began
to do the “thinking” part during
the night. Still, if I really want to focus and
try out a new thing, I still may choose the night.
Painting becomes a thing you go
to bed with and wake up with.
Then the expense. Since I have retired
I have had to curb my expenses of
canvases, brushes, paints, gadgets.
All these things have made me wonder why
I kept the most important part of my life
out of my blog, and decided to make a painting
or something art related as my first in my posts😎
These violets have been blooming all winter …
wonder when they take a rest!
FOTD, Floral Fri Foto
These windows reveal mysterious reflections
About to fall over?
Makro-Tex, Wordless Wed., DND
It is such an anomaly for anyone in the Netherlands to own
a chainsaw that our son who lives there, asked his dad to
send a photo:) This was when we lived in
the Californian mountains. The next thing would
have been a gun – kidding!!!
Even though all of neighbors have one, lol (they are veterans)
But we always get this question from our Dutch friends:)
A big cloud in the sky
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