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Art Day

Yep, art day again. This time, I decided to use color, although all I have are basic colors like what your teacher gave you in the second grade.

This turned out to be tall grass. I laid down the yellow first and then the blue. And then on the saturated surface, I added a horizontal strip of green. As it bled down through the water, I saw it as a reflection of grass, so I added that above the water line.

This is a hillside with trees. I used less water, so there wasn't as much color blending. I decided I missed random blending here, so to add texture, I stamped the entire surface with a wad of dirty masking tape.

And this is an apple, in case that isn't clear. I stamped this with another wad of masking tape, and I like the results. It may not be a great painting of an apple, and it may well fit the second-grade paints I'm using, but I think I've got a good start in figuring out how the paint and water and paper work together.

All of this experimenting could go on for years, I suspect, because I doubt anyone really masters any medium, especially when they work on their own. Go paint something.

Comments

dive said…
Nobody ever masters water-colours, Robyn. I do like your leaky green line turning into grass; if you study Turner's watercolours (too many lunchtimes spent at the Tate, I know) you'll see he does many similar things. Creating something from happy accidents is half the fun of water-colours.
9:34 AM
Robyn Martins said…
Dive, the word "leaky" is a good one for describing this sort of thing, as is the word "accident."
2:50 PM
Madame DeFarge said…
I can't paint for toffee, so admire anyone who has a go. All I paint are walls.
4:55 PM
MmeBenaut said…
Oh good for you; I love the grass one. As for the apple, I think another go might be required, perhaps a slightly smaller version but I admire you for having a go at it. I know how difficult it is and since I've tried it and have given up, I admire you all the more for that.
8:06 PM
kyle@sift said…
Sometimes...with water-colours...it is best to think about negative space...the space that has no paint. You can't do that with all mediums...
8:50 PM
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