A picture of hills with fuzzy little shrubs and trees that wend their way down to a stream is the subject I’m developing in one of my paintings. I’ve been making several versions in drawings to sort out ideas. Here’s two I did today.
An earlier drawing looks like this:
All three pictures have as their source the same reference photo. You can look at the same image — a static photo, in this case — and create different things since there are many roads to invention. I’m even finding a new one that I know some other artists have already discovered before me: running out of supplies. I once knew a guy who used color in the most amazing way, but he was impecunious to the most unfortunate degree. Whenever he ran out of paints, not being able to immediately run out and replenish his supply, he just continued along with whatever colors he still had. The colors he achieved using Necessity as the mother of his invention was astonishing.
And, now, I’m starting to run out of certain key pigments — but for some of the drawings, I continue along with what remains. More on that another day.
Meanwhile, a hillside looks different in a picture depending upon whether its silhouette is near the edge of the paper and achieves a different effect when more sky floats above. Similarly changes in hue or temperature affect the mood. Having many delineated, nubby little shrubs or a few generalized lumps also make one’s hillside change in personality.
Many moods to find in a little hillside by the stream.