Those are the words that my daughter, Ashley, stated when I sent her this photo. “Wow, that is some color.” It is nice to receive comments that can go either way! This was an early morning paint with just Rikka, my German Shepherd, and me. Catherine was busy becoming famous as a movie extra in a movie, so she couldn’t paint.:)
This morning was a combination of thinking about a former post in this blog about being bold and laying in color and of “you better get out and paint something”. What I learned from this morning is that the choice of location matters. It matters in the sense that I need to find something to paint that conveys something to me. Hopefully, one day I will be able to convey the feeling that I get from the location onto the canvas.
This cranberry bog caught my eye early one morning as I sped by it in my car. The morning of this painting I drove to a couple of familiar sites close to my home, but the memory of this cranberry bog stuck with me and I drove out to it. It was unfamiliar and I wasn’t sure about the parking, etc.
We (Rikka and I) had a wonderful experience attempting to capture the reds of the bog on a beautiful spring day.