A incredible sky last night in Riverdale. The Bronx!!
THE CLOUD… A picture show in the sky. Morphing into many shapes and colors. Fantasy animal shapes I always saw as a child. Some sweep you along in translucent sinewy ribbons darting across the sky. Some are are voluptuous and billowing castles. But the storm cloud is in a class by itself. A sultry samba of darkness- a feast for the eyes. The clouds are reckless building up to a dazzling display of smoldering drama. And then in seconds RAIN.
So when I was learning to paint landscapes I studied clouds. I just thought you painted clouds with Titanium White. It looked terrible. But as I looked at my favorite landscape painters I noticed their clouds had many colors. The colors gave depth.
BRUSHSTROKES … Clouds I believed were easy to paint. Just blob the paint on canvas. I realized it wasn’t as easy as I thought. There’s a technique and since I was teaching myself I just researched brush strokes.
I MUST BE HONEST, I DON’T UNDERSTAND MOST OF THE INSTRUCTIONS IN ART BOOKS. SO I JUST DID MY OWN EXPERIMENTS.
I have an ADHD brain and I have learned that too much information destroys my creativity. Here are some of my clouds over the years.