Some days you can do it and some days…
I found painting so difficult yesterday. Hours were spent doing picture after picture with nothing to show at the end.
I stared at watercolour painting in deadly earnest….it stared right back at me. And the more I stared the less I saw. I just couldn’t seem to get the hang of it and in my frustration, my inner voice told me to consider that maybe watercolours weren’t for me.
Then today, as I sat doodling about my inability to paint, (well, banging my forehead against the drawing board wasn’t going to get it done) I spied an old ink drawing of a snapshot taken during a visit to the British Museum in March. Such a dear little couple. She yakked incessantly on her mobile whilst he sat there, uncomplaining and without fidgeting, in his super-shiny shoes – they must have been married for a long time.
It was just an unimportant drawing on cheap paper and I thought it couldn’t hurt to splosh some colour onto it. Then BLAM! Something clicked in my brain. And I think I’ll continue to pursue using watercolour paints for a while as I’m pleased with this.
I used seven colours and mixed them directly on the paper.
If you want to know which colours I used…the ones in my tiny, basic paint box, of course. I’m a watercolour newbie who has yet to learn which pallet I prefer.
I’ll bet even Charles Reid had days when he couldn’t decide which colours to use.
P.S. If some kindly WordPress-geek out there has the patience to explain how I upload a normal 1000 pixels image so that it appears as 500 pixels on my blog (not just a tiny thumbnail) which, when clicked, enlarges to the full 1000 pixels (keep up) – I’d like that.