I
needed a project to bring to my Monday painting group, so I decided to
look through my photos ( I have thousands) and I chose a photo I had
taken of the Lieutenant River on my birthday trip. When I first looked
at it again, I had a visceral reaction. My shoulders slid down from
around my ears. My breath slowed down and I could hear myself inhale and
exhale. It was like that old commercial where the music starts up and
the lilting voices beckon, "Come back to Jamaaaiiica".
Wow!
If just looking at this photo was transforming, getting intimate with
it's lines and colors seemed really attractive. Also, of course, if the
painting caused even a similar reaction to the photo, it would go up on
the wall immediately. Just a glance would transport me back there.
The
idea of making such a powerful object was enticing as well as somewhat
intimidating. Could I create such a tranquil mood? I have not painted
many landscapes, and this suddenly seemed a challenge.
Well,
the instructor at my group was very kind and her suggestions
were spot-on. I enjoyed making the piece, and will continue to enjoy
armchair traveling each time I look at it.
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