15 September, 2019.
Yes, I tortured myself again by painting in gouache on day two of the three-day Brush Creek Art Walk.
First off, I had a reasonably good idea what and where I wanted to paint. Walking along the path, the location I had in mind never materialized. The canopy of trees I had thought were just down the path was… somewhere else? Who knows.
While the shadows were on my kit, the colors felt “right,” but as the direct sun moved overhead they began to feel cartoonish to me. I was almost thankful that an unexpected event pulled me away from my sketch earlier than planned. I packed the car thinking I hated this sketch, but looking at it later on I am less critical.
I dunno. Sunday afternoon is the final event and I feel like I need to retreat into a place of comfort with pens and maybe watercolor. Gouache is making me work too hard.
Two small 5 x 7 paintings so far. They look ok under mat and frame, but I almost feel like the presentation is disguising some real technical flaws. Waaaa!
Gouache on Stillman and Birn gray paper, glued to mat board.