Sun is warming my face. Gravel dust is flying about. I hear the sound of distant farm animals. I love spending time outdoors.
I come to capture the feeling of my surroundings. Not there for too long ... just long enough to note the colours; capture the essence of what the landscape is saying.
I come to capture the feeling of my surroundings. Not there for too long ... just long enough to note the colours; capture the essence of what the landscape is saying.
I take a couple photos of the location, pack up and carry on with my day.
Later in the studio, I pull out the plein air sketch. It's a painting.. but it feels like a sketch to me. Small, simple, messy. It reminds me of what standing next to the field felt like.
Later in the studio, I pull out the plein air sketch. It's a painting.. but it feels like a sketch to me. Small, simple, messy. It reminds me of what standing next to the field felt like.
Thinking this little painting would make a nice larger piece, I stretch a sheet of Wallis paper.
I plan out my painting with charcoal markings.
I plan out my painting with charcoal markings.
Reworking the painting gives me an opportunity to correct and evaluate values. After many layers of pastel I finally decide it's time to walk away.
Summer's End - Trish Acres
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