January 21, 2012

  • watercolors

    Watercolors came up in conversation today.  Which is interesting.  In a way.  But I suppose not all that surprising.  My girlies like to paint watercolors.  I have stuff all over the house that they’ve painted.  Some of my favorite art is watercolor.  Some of my favorite projects to do with kids at camp use watercolors.

    What maybe is interesting is that last night I had an idea that involved pastels and watercolors.  And I did it.  And it makes me happy.  You’ll probably get to see it later because it’s part of the scavenger hunt, which I’m at the point of finishing these last few that I’ve put off or not.  I’m pretty stubborn at times, so I probably will finish.  But… it may not be great stuff.  There, I said it.

    Anyhow.  What is about watercolors?  I like the soft look.  The muddiness.  The indistinct lines but distinct intention.  The beauty.  The color.  To use watercolors to add color to paper (or clay, I’ve used in there too), is so satisfying.  The depth of color depends on the user.  Where the color ends up is far less in the control of the painter (unless, I suppose, you are really good at it.) 

    I took a group class in watercolors an eon ago.  If memory serves, Spawn was about 4 and I was baking Littleloudone.  The teacher commented more than once that I came to class tense (I was one tightly wound mommy in those days) and she watched me relax over the couple hours of class.  I know I enjoyed the class very much.  I can’t seem to find anything I did then.  I do remember a lot of our still life paintings included incredibly ugly sponges, which annoyed me.  But I cannot forget how much I liked doing it. 

    This is the one thing I framed.  It’s copied from a painting in a magazine.  Watercolor and colored pencil.  I liked it because the cat looks just like our first cat.  Our big lap cat who didn’t care much for the noise of babies and had health issues.

    (Lots of weird reflections on the glass from the phone camera.)

    I couldn’t find the kids’ cheap watercolor sets this morning and I was feeling a little bit like going the extra mile anyhow, so I found my stash from class.  The tubes are probably significantly drier than they are supposed to be.  Pretty sure.  And somehow I put away the palette dirty.  Which is almost funny, but really not.  In any case, I used ‘em. 

    That appears to be all I have to say about that.

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