The Unexpected Pathways of Painting
Under the Power of the Mysterious Muse or . . . ?
From Monet to Turner, and van Gogh to John Singer Sargent, the great Romanticists and Impressionists urged students to paint with intentional velocity. So, I’ve been trying to follow their advice. But lately, I’m moving so slowly that when I paint a picture in winter, it seems to come out as fall. Now that’s embarrassing but true.
This literally happened tonight. Inspired by a winter scene painted by Andrew Pitt—a brilliant watercolorist from England—I set out to create my own interpretation. I studied his work, made mental notes to adjust a few elements, and incorporated scenes I’ve observed recently. With my Impressionist muses metaphorically looking over my shoulder, I dove in, working in one focused session until it was finished.
But somehow, without realizing it, I gravitated toward an autumn palette. Instead of the cool blues and whites I intended, the painting emerged in warm, golden hues. Perhaps it reflects an unconscious longing to reclaim something I have left behind.
At any rate, I share it with you for fun. Oh, and stay tuned: come April, I will probably release a new painting entitled “Winter is Finally Here.”