Evening Prayer Brunswick Heads, 12 July 2026, oil on canvas board, 30 X 25 cm
Evening Prayer Brunswick Heads, 12 July 2026, oil on canvas board, 30 X 25 cm
It's been raining so much these past six months that I'm developing a green tinge, not quite Gollum but close. Not that I care too much but it's been really awful for the painter inside me who needs to get out to paint at the beach mostly for therapeutic reasons in these dark times. But hey!
These two are from the same evening last week when had I arrived to find a monstrous cloud sitting upon the horizon line. I was immediately uninspired and had to wait out the usual melodrama until it coalesced into something workable. This really puts me in a bad mood when arriving to face a cloud on fire. Yes, yes, I know, most watercolorists love this sort of easy emotion to work from, but I don't. First of all, they change colours too quickly making it impossible to work from with oil paints. Secondly, Sunset related skies can be too cheesy for me. Anyway, I got over my irritation and made a palette, and waited it out, as it will almost always mellow into something more abstract with less kitsch. But this afternoon I got tired of waiting and just jumped in hoping to make order from it. I'm not that crazy about it, but at least I got out into the windy sky and got some fresh air at the beach. Sometimes it's just that simple.
The second one was an after-thought of sorts and I liked painting it. The sky had cleared on one side of the horizon and a delicious set of colours were still teeming with light so I grabbed another canvas board quickly made the one below. I'm not that crazy about this one either but hey! That's life. Maybe I'm just crabby about all the insanity going in America at the moment. Painting not only teaches me a lot about life but about people too. It's not so much about the successes, but really about all the small failures that one needs to accept before one can move on in a sane fashion.
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