Been 'off' posting for a few days, but NEVER off painting. I think I'll make a collage or something of the ones that didn't get into the post. I have been loving the process and all the learning that's involved. I have only been painting in acrylics for about 8 years, so I still have a lot to learn. But I do love it. This painting has at it's source, the feeling of WATER from above and below. Many many layers of paint.
I live on the water and deal with true wind (and I laugh when people say "Oh, I LOVE wind!" because I USED to say that, till I had to live in it. So the sound of slamming wind against the house at 2 a.m., the howling, relentless, and the whole house shaking. The having to basically kick your way out of the car and the fight to get inside a structure to be able to open your eyes. Storms, on the water are thrilling and terrifying. Here on the coast of Rhode Island, you can still see things which tell the story of a storm. The Hurricane of '38 took out the stone bridge which connected my road to Portsmouth, right in front of my house. 1/2 mile of stone... gone. And there's a clam shack across the river from my house where there's a 5 foot marker on the front, which says how high the surge was on that storm.
I just heard that the water level is rising even faster than we thought it was. Watching out for a Surge.... for sure.
If you've been holding back about learning to paint... don't... come paint with us.