I’m a big admirer of artists who start with an idea and paint it without reference photos or standing before the actual scene as they paint. However, that process doesn’t work for me. Which brings me to today’s journal entry about my lack of inspiration to paint.
This time of year, where I live, much of the vegetation is the same neutral winter color. Last month, December, there were wonderful colors of bark and grasses all slick with rain water. Now it is dry and cold and dormant. Maybe it’s time to take my camera and leave town for more colorful places.
Having complained about this month, I may as well go ahead and complain about spring too. Everything is GREEN. Wonderfully varied fresh newborn greens but still green. I’ve learned to move beyond all-green scenes. Maybe I’ll eventually be able to paint January color too.