Of late, I’m wildly interested in what happens when I stick to a self-imposed rule of using colors straight out of the tube. It’s a great little experiment, and makes for some strange (though arresting) combinations. How evocative color never fails to be!
Also this, and not unrelated: The Colorado sky in mornings and evenings are still the best light shows I have ever witnessed. I’ve never been a very good En Plein Air painter, for a variety of reasons—but the main one is that I get too dang mesmerized by the show. And it changes from one minute to the next, which makes capturing it quite pickly. Hats off to any artist who can meet that moment, brush in hand.
I must declare that I’m feeling lucky to have this painting practice as we cruise into Covid 2021. Not gonna delve into THAT topic too much, only briefly to say that it’s getting so normal to see masks on humans, that social scenes (in films) are starting to freak me out. I’ve compared notes with friends and family, and they’re having the same experience. We all want to shout at the screen, “Hey, what are you doing without your mask, and in a crowded restaurant, no less??” Plus I can’t remember what a restaurant is.
So, tube colors: Big smile on that. Hope you’ll enjoy the vivid work that ensues.
P.S. This “Quail in Snow” requested that he might wish you and our precious world a sparkly, vision-rich new year. Couldn’t turn him down.
