Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Painting the Coast

OK, kids. I know you've been dying to see my painting from last week. But I got caught up in working and then reuniting with the hubby. (And Viv, I'll get to the story of my art trauma soon.) Last week we were on the coast, not far from my house. I'd been wanting to paint the coast because it's so gorgeous, especially along Highway 1. But I think the pressure of representing such beauty got to me. Things just weren't coming out the way I wanted them to. (You can see my painting after Tuesday's session in the "Stand-In 'Man'" post.)

Thursday then represented a whole new challenge. Let's let the pictures tell the story. This was my view Tuesday:

and now here's what welcomed me Thursday. It's the same place, trust me.

You see where this could cause some problems. I had to go back and lighten the entire painting, which was all the stuff I couldn't see, so it ended up getting overworked. The cliff just doesn't look the way I wanted it, so I'm going to have to go back and fix that up, and perhaps lighten the sky a little more (I keep saying that I'm going to fix these things, and haven't yet. Bad me.).

After getting immensely frustrated with the fog blocking my cliff all day (I'd catch glimpses every once in a while, which made it even more frustrating), I decided to bite the bullet and finish the painting by tackling the foreground. Perhaps it was because I could see this part, or perhaps because I hadn't put any paint down in that area yet, but it flowed so quickly and smoothly, I was flummoxed that the rest had been so ornery. Perhaps the gorgeous turquoise underpainting wasn't the best choice for a foggy scene either. But I'm happy with my foreground, and happy that I lightened up the background. Now if I can fix that cliff, this might be my favorite painting yet.

I've come to the conclusion that fog is like rain - a lot more fun to experience if you're inside a warm house with a hot drink in your hand. Or at least not standing on the top of a cliff for 6 hours trying to paint in gloves (which does not work!) while your hands thaw, and trying to desperately remember what your view looked like two days earlier! Perhaps next time I'll just paint the fog in the trees, as it is quite lovely. As always, comments are welcome!


vivzan said...

it is crazy how different the same spot looks. It's just completely washed out.

Are you really out there for 6 hours? Are you by yourself? Do you stand all day?

Every time you show the drawings and talk about painting I automatically think of Bob Ross in the 'joy of painting' painting his happy trees. Instead of his face I see yours with his voice.

Chelc said...

I laughed so hard at the Bob Ross comment, I almost fell off the couch! I'm going to have to tell Andrew that one, although I don't want that picture popping into his head at inopportune moments! I've actually thought of him periodically when I'm painting trees and getting frustrated - his happy trees make me smile!

I started answering your questions here, and then realized I had way too much to say, as usual. So see my new post for your answers! Thanks for asking - it's nice to have someone interested!


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