Thursday, January 29, 2009
It's weird how you can struggle with a painting and no matter what you do, it still ends up in the bin. Then at other times you can pick up a brush and the painting just appears before you without any angst or cursing. That's exactly what happened with these sunset paintings - as if by magic. I wish I could analyse why it is that these things happen. But maybe it's best not to know. That way I appreciate it even more when it does occur. Maybe the gods are smiling on me, maybe my hand is being guided by a friendly spirit - woooooo. I'll never know. I will now retreat into a feeling of smug self-satisfaction and pretend it's all my own work.
Tinky Totts Pond at Sunset. Watercolour 7 x 5 inches. Salmon's Brook at Sunset. Watercolour 7 x 5 inches.