Monday, October 4, 2010
Just Not Feeling It, So I Plod
Here's a look at the hydrangea painting as I plod along on it. What is it about working from my own photos that just brings me down? I seem to like the photo more than I do the painting.
Maybe that's the trick. My eye sees what it needs to see while composing the photograph. Is it then not meant to be a painting afterwards? I just see too much in the photo and my brain tries hard to replicate the details in paint.
I'm starting to get annoyed with this thing. The colors I'm using are annoying, the way I'm applying the paint is annoying, the composition is annoying. There's nothing I am happy about with this piece. That's happened to me before so I keep plugging at it.
I did a watercolor in the spring of the daisies in my garden. Yes, I painted it from life not a photograph. Anyway, I wasn't thrilled with the result, but I kept thinking in my head "It's the process." I was going to ignore the result and move on to the next thing. Well my DIL, Gorgeous, loved it and wanted it for the baby's room. That cemented the idea that maybe I don't know beans about my own work. So I plod through this watercolor too. Push to finish it and think about what's next.
Fighting resistance every step of the way with this painting, I plod.