Tynemouth (9 x 12 ins, oil on canvas) £190
Despite all that introspection and reflection and a visit from a replacement window salesman, I managed to get an hour in at the Club today.
And an hour was enough to finish this small painting. I lined up the houses across the bay and allowed a couple of other blokes to join their friend skulking in front of the bushes in the foreground. It's a sunny day, so I expect they're simply on their way to the beach.
Despite all that introspection and reflection and a visit from a replacement window salesman, I managed to get an hour in at the Club today.
And an hour was enough to finish this small painting. I lined up the houses across the bay and allowed a couple of other blokes to join their friend skulking in front of the bushes in the foreground. It's a sunny day, so I expect they're simply on their way to the beach.
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I don't know how you can say that you 'wrestle' with colour - I think your striking sense of colour is the most exciting aspect of your painting! Certainly the bit that makes me go 'oooo' anyway.
Well, I wrestle with it, Lynne, because it doesn't come naturally to me. I see things tonally, I've worked for years with monochrome media, and for the majority of my painting career, colour took second place to the tonal qualities of my pictures. I suffer from a red/green eyesight deficiency which makes me wary of those colours (see various references to "red/green" in the blog) and it's only very recently that I set out to build up my colour muscles. I'm delighted to find that my efforts seem to be meeting with a positive response, as your kind comments show. Thanks. It means a lot to me.
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