Years ago I took a watercolor class at the local art gallery. The instructor* was an art professor from one our local colleges. I loved it. But then I had a baby (and a demanding job) and all things artistic -other than knitting and quilting- sort of fell by the wayside. That baby is now 22 years old and I don’t work anymore so I have lots of time to tinker with old hobbies.
A couple of weeks ago I went to one of those “paint and pour nights”. . . the kind where everyone attempts to recreate the same painting under the influence of a little wine. I had a great time playing with paint, drinking wine, and hanging with the girls. We used inexpensive acrylic paints on canvas. I’m still thinking about whether I liked acrylics. Time will tell. But I did pick up some new watercolors since my old tubes – well they were pitched several years ago when they were already quite old. So yesterday, I sat down and played a bit. It’s a still work in progress, but I had a blast- even if I’ve forgotten much of what I learned. I just keep telling myself that nothing in art is technically wrong. Right? One thing I remember reading (after the fact) was that if it looks right when you put it down, it’s wrong. The colors will be more dilute as it dries. There’s a lot of truth in that, since this morning I was making adjustments. So here’s a sneak peek:
(*Note- I did a quick “Google” of the professor, Dr. Larry Calhoun, only to find that, sadly, he passed away this past March.)