After a while of trial, and much error, I turned to working with photos of my own and from travel books. It was a virtual vacation in a sense, while mastering a new medium.
Admittedly, there is a fear factor there. After painting for a long time in oil paints, watercolor was like being dropped in a dense forest with no compass, and the sun is hiding behind the clouds. Lost.
My thought was this: would I ever learn to make watercolor do what I wanted it to do?
|A different style of work..|
Keeping it fresh, interesting and working in the process. It continues.
Looking back at these paintings I can see how far I've come along in style and subject. These scenes stir something in me when I look at them, but there isn't that tug on my creative brain to go here right now. Maybe the next time I am in these places I'll feel like painting like this.
When will that be? No clue.
The opportunity to participate in a low-key, casual, community based venue has come up and it just might be time to let go.