Watercolor, gesso and pencil on board. 7 x 7.
This is a spot we found in Vermont where my son and his friends like to jump off a big rock into the water. I love swimming holes in general – there’s something magical about them, and if there’s something to jump off of, we’re all happy. This place doesn’t really have a waterfall – I painted this late at night after we got home from memory and imagination. This painting is how it felt to me there – and for the next few days I kept painting this place – I may still be on this roll – I don’t think I feel finished yet.
Because of the medium I’m using all my daily paintings so far have a very flat (no gloss) look to them. I’ve been enjoying that but I’m now getting a craving for brighter colors and a little more shine. I’m going to get hold of either some acrylics (which I haven’t painted with in years – never liked them but I think they’ve improved since I was 20!) or some water soluble oils, and give that a shot.
We’re expecting a hurricane this weekend (a very unusual thing up here in New Hampshire) so maybe I’ll go get some paints when I go out for groceries, and shut myself in with them and play. Sounds like fun!