I've always wanted to live by moving water. It's something about the smell of it wafting into my bedroom in the middle of the early morning. I imagine a quiet peace as I lay there dreaming and smelling sea salt. The idea of starting my morning off with a cup of french roast, on my balcony that overlooks the waves, spreads a smile across my face. It's a soothing thought. That's probably why I paint so much water.
I love outdoor scenes. No people, or manmade structures on the canvas for me, NOPE! Just a grey sky streaked in yellow, earthy sand and sparkly water. The only interuption on my canvas would be the occasional palm or evergreen tree here & there. That is why I've decided to go back to my roots, and paint more landscapes. I can hardly remember the last time I've sketched a thicket of forrest trees or mountains. From the conversations I've had, many folks think it's a good idea. So. this weekend I'm going to specifically shop for palette knives (they look like bent butterknives). They're the best angling tool for splicing some snow onto mountains as you paint (think of smearing a flat chocolate cake with icey blue frosting and intentionally skipping places here and there, spreading crumbles as you go--that's how you do snowy mountains!).
All these feelings came up again a few months ago when, I started watching "The Joy of Painting" with Bob Ross. I have my saturday mornings free, so I lie in bed with the window up listening to fall leaves rustling in the cold. I prop my feet up on the nearest pillow, decide that I don't have to do anything that I don't choose to do that day--and watch Ross on PBS. One morning, In between me telling myself "Oh, I can do that" and "i need more mars black and prussian blue like he's got..." I decided that I needed to switch genres for awhile and submerge myself back into realism. So check back soon and you should see a few paintings of: deer scenes, hawks in flight over green skies, frozen lake water with mountains in the distance, dessert scenes and of course water filled paintings!
xoxo K. Croseford
I love outdoor scenes. No people, or manmade structures on the canvas for me, NOPE! Just a grey sky streaked in yellow, earthy sand and sparkly water. The only interuption on my canvas would be the occasional palm or evergreen tree here & there. That is why I've decided to go back to my roots, and paint more landscapes. I can hardly remember the last time I've sketched a thicket of forrest trees or mountains. From the conversations I've had, many folks think it's a good idea. So. this weekend I'm going to specifically shop for palette knives (they look like bent butterknives). They're the best angling tool for splicing some snow onto mountains as you paint (think of smearing a flat chocolate cake with icey blue frosting and intentionally skipping places here and there, spreading crumbles as you go--that's how you do snowy mountains!).
All these feelings came up again a few months ago when, I started watching "The Joy of Painting" with Bob Ross. I have my saturday mornings free, so I lie in bed with the window up listening to fall leaves rustling in the cold. I prop my feet up on the nearest pillow, decide that I don't have to do anything that I don't choose to do that day--and watch Ross on PBS. One morning, In between me telling myself "Oh, I can do that" and "i need more mars black and prussian blue like he's got..." I decided that I needed to switch genres for awhile and submerge myself back into realism. So check back soon and you should see a few paintings of: deer scenes, hawks in flight over green skies, frozen lake water with mountains in the distance, dessert scenes and of course water filled paintings!
xoxo K. Croseford
