Here's today's painting - she says making it sound like she blogs every day. I have done other paintings this week but they were experiments, which er, didn't go to plan. I was trying loose watercolour, it sounds easy but is very difficult, it means you need to simplify the picture - not sure I'm anywhere near that stage yet, so I'll put it on the back burner for a while.
Back to the painting. I had a dream last night that I'd paint Stonehenge. Been thinking about it but hadn't found a nice enough photo.
I knew how I wanted to paint it, with an extreme sky, tossed up whether to put a sun in the picture, and didn't, but now I think I should. I will revisit this again, I was lucky enough to go to Stonehenge in 1976. Back then it wasn't fenced off so you could just walk around, it really was a magical place. Sadly I had no camera, it had been a spur of the moment visit, made more special because I was my then partner.
So to Harvey, this is how he starts his day, with his newspaper workout! I put two pages down, and he goes nuts, add a bit of string or ribbon and you have one happy cat. He'd pretty much destroyed the paper by this stage. He was celebrating having a full tummy, it was his own fault, he turned his nose up at the tuna. So at breakfast he had a sachet of beef, Felix no less, he wolfed the whole lot! He had some fresh chicken later, I was making a curry for my dinner, so greedy guts Harvey was hanging round for any scraps.
Got a ton of ironing to wade through tomorrow, not my favourite thing. Never mind, someone has suggested that I do the watecolour on a canvas... mmm, maybe, got the urge to paint the Chalice Well.
All for now, might be back tomorrow - have a good week.
Back to the painting. I had a dream last night that I'd paint Stonehenge. Been thinking about it but hadn't found a nice enough photo.
I knew how I wanted to paint it, with an extreme sky, tossed up whether to put a sun in the picture, and didn't, but now I think I should. I will revisit this again, I was lucky enough to go to Stonehenge in 1976. Back then it wasn't fenced off so you could just walk around, it really was a magical place. Sadly I had no camera, it had been a spur of the moment visit, made more special because I was my then partner.
So to Harvey, this is how he starts his day, with his newspaper workout! I put two pages down, and he goes nuts, add a bit of string or ribbon and you have one happy cat. He'd pretty much destroyed the paper by this stage. He was celebrating having a full tummy, it was his own fault, he turned his nose up at the tuna. So at breakfast he had a sachet of beef, Felix no less, he wolfed the whole lot! He had some fresh chicken later, I was making a curry for my dinner, so greedy guts Harvey was hanging round for any scraps.
Got a ton of ironing to wade through tomorrow, not my favourite thing. Never mind, someone has suggested that I do the watecolour on a canvas... mmm, maybe, got the urge to paint the Chalice Well.
All for now, might be back tomorrow - have a good week.
1 comment:
Adore your stonehenge painting. BJ
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