At first I was going to write that I was not going to set to any goals as of today. However, I have decided that I will commit to taking forward steps throughout the year. I have many challenges facing me throughout the coming months, but as long as I keep my art as my goal, it will please me to no end to see all that can be accomplished even at a slower pace.
Sometimes I do work that isn't quite a "hit" in my eye. Of course that isn't to say that I haven't learned a tremendous amount from doing the painting or drawing. It just didn't quite have the
ummph that it needed, to encourage me to see it through to the end.
At times the light has changed far too fast, I am trying a new approach, or at other times I have struggled seeing the true colors. Not that I haven't stared at the subject looking at a multitude of colors. My eyes perhaps are confused, or my mind is tired, or distracted to actually "see" that day. They are all good lessons, and I have decided to share a few recent "strike outs" with you.
Michael would probably have said wipe it down, begin again. Problem is... sometimes by the time it occurs to me that I am struggling... it is much too late to begin again. My other life is calling me and I must pack up and put on a different hat. So... I have a quiet chat with myself, reminding the perfectionist side of me, not to be discouraged. I pull the positives from the negatives, and attempt to take that knowledge into the next round.
I share a few recent "pops"...

I worked on this in Eaton Canyon one day. What drew me to this particular composition was the gorgeous blue sky behind the brilliant branch. I knew I had a challenge in front of me, but I have never been known not be be up for one. I always bite off more than I can chew. This day had me questioning the colors in the shadows. Against the blue, I saw warmth, and yet as I turned back I saw gorgeous blues in the shadows. Confusing, but I am proud of myself that I have never once thrown a brush.

Anticipating a lunch date with a few artist friends, I was dressed in clothes that I did not want paint on, so this day I took my gouache with me. For those of you that are not painters, this is waterbased, and can be easily washed out if a mess occurs. With me that is often. I had never tried a watercolor canvas panel, but I found this one in my supplies so I thought I would check it out. So for that, it was an okay experiment. The clouds played games with the light. So the colors on the City Hall bounced around every minute. It was an enjoyable hour with Ginny, even if the results are less than stellar.

Oh... I wanted this one to work so badly. The light on the steeple was just magnificent. It was such a crisp morning, the chill was really hard to deal with. I do not know how some of my painting pals can paint in the snow. I had my Starbucks to warm my hands for a while. But even that didn't last very long after it sat on the cold sidewalk a few minutes.
I studied the light in the shadows. I saw yellow, pinks, mint greens. They looked to be jumping around. Perhaps the next time, I should crop the subject, so that I can focus on that which I want to study. Yet it is similar to an ice cream store. You want a taste of it all. The light of the steeple against the sky, the form, the shadows... Perhaps it all just can't be captured in a plein air. To capture it in an hour, is quite the race. It sure is fun to try though.