"Storm Coming In" 9 x 12" watercolor on Arches 100% cotton cold press |
Trying to be a rainmaker for northern California. But no lightning, please?
I was a nineteen-year-old university student when I met Sally, a white-haired, bandana-wearing woman in her sixties. She was pursuing an MFA in painting. She was so exuberant about creating art that she inspired me to decide I would become an artist, too, once I came closer to retirement. Forty years later, it’s time. As I climb an intentional learning curve in art, I share these posts to keep myself accountable. May my efforts inspire others the way Sally inspired me.
"Storm Coming In" 9 x 12" watercolor on Arches 100% cotton cold press |
Trying to be a rainmaker for northern California. But no lightning, please?
Carmel River State Beach 7.5" x 11" watercolor on Arches 100% Cotton Cold Press Paper |
Still trying to channel artist Andy Evansen in terms of keeping things loose and first establishing light and middle values, with the middle values connecting the entire painting together. Then darks for the finishing details.
This painting brings back a happy memory of a two-day out-of-the-pandemic-box trip to Monterey and Carmel in April. Oh, that sand. So good on the feet.
Wanted to try a closer-up version of this poppy bush, but once again, I got carried away with the blue sky. I'm not sure this is technically any better than my earlier version, though I do think the composition is a little better.
Yes, I use a lot of saturation and a lot of bright colors, don't I? Is this the mark of an inexperienced painter, or is this just my style? Maybe a few more years will tell.
Like so many coffee shops, our little one in the 'hood has suffered during the pandemic. Fortunately the bougainvillea next door still blooms a few times a year.
I used to work on my laptop occasionally at Spritzers, enjoying the music and the frequently-changing art exhibits on the walls. But now it's takeout business only.
Keep your chin up, Spritzers, and I'll keep dropping in for your good decaf Americanos.
I met Sally forty years ago when I was twenty and she was the one in her sixties. I was a waitress at a Howard Johnson’s restaurant on...