Oils on board
12x9"
It has been a few days since I got out to paint, due to being on the road and weather not being suitable (bit of a fair weather painter, me), but the last couple of days have been as lovely in the Alps as it has been in the UK
I found myself a lovely secluded spot by the river, which a couple of days before had been in spate, but now was just babbling. I couldn't see the track, the road or people. Idyllic. Or so I first though. I had previously being reading an article about someone painting in Alaska, with advice on what to do should you encounter a bear. Being fearless, I thought about it no more. No bears in these mountains. However, it is remarkable what the imagination does in a quiet situation. I spent most of the two hour session hearing crackling branches and seeing movements in my peripheral vision. But happily no bears disturbed my peace.
In the end I packed up a) because I was chilly, b) because I was getting really confused by what I was looking at and in my efforts to simplify I kept loosing my place, and c) because we were due to meet friends for a drink.
Today I finished off what was a satisfactory start. My natural inclination is to put in more and more detail, but seeing my efforts on the computer screen convinced me to leave it as it was, although it was the bubbling waters and little cascades that attracted me in the first place. Review tomorrow!
I can never quite capture the wonderful colours of the glacial melt waters gushing over the stunning hues of the rocks. I will just have to go back more often to practise. No hardship. Bears permitting.
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