It had been bigger. A few days in the 40’s chisled it down a little. I’d been eyeing this thing — actually admiring it — for weeks. The snow’s still too deep to hike (and lug art gear), so I set up my easel right outside the studio and painted this view. And it was a rare, sunny morning. Of course the clouds rolled right back in soon after I finished.
Why paint such a blob, you ask? Well, I loved the colors and shapes. I thought of when Robert Bateman (the most famous wildlife artist), showed our class a photo of one of his paintings, a close-up of a plowed field in Spring. Basically, just big, dark, mud-blobs. He said he did it because he loved it…found it fascinating. He knew Mill Pond Press (his publisher) would never make prints. “Nobody wants to see big blobs of mud!”. But it was wonderful to see something Bateman did out of love. It was like giving all of us art students permission…..! Permission is a great thing!
Here’s my setup:
Margie Guyot Art 