
This picture is the very definition of why I love painting with oils. You start with a dark base, and work upward toward the lighter colors. This gives the whole painting a feeling and texture that is lacking with other mediums. Also, it is therapeutic because you slap a crapload of black paint on a white canvas (there is NOTHING uglier than a blank white canvas) and from then on you are correcting it.
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Bringing light to the darkness - clarity to the murky unknown. It is forgiving, and any mistake for the most part is minor - and fixing it only adds to the character of the finished product. I love oils.
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To critique my own work thus far...
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"Finished"
1. I love the edges of the black background, the blending and unevenness of the whole thing.
2. The lines and general distribution of the colors in the sky
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"Needs Work"
1. That blue is wayyyy to electric. It needs more serenity.
2. The yellow in the middle needs a bit of breaking up - kind of alarming
3. The clouds are a bit hokey right now - they need to be a bit less "cloudy". This ain't a Dora cartoon. What is UP with that cartoon, anyway? It sucks.
4. The water. It makes me agitated. The most beautiful part of this picture is a small break in the clouds at the level of the water, and the resulting depth and reflection draws you in. I need to capture that.
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So - I have a bit more work to do. But after this, I already have my second project! I get to paint Amen Corner. I will attempt not to fall asleep due to flashbacks of long afternoons spent watching the Masters. Of course that was before I had kids. Now, if I attempted to watch the Masters there would be a one year old face planting on the tile directly in front of me and a three year old running around yelling that he can't get his pants back on and needs a jelly bean....