August 22, 2017

Lake landscape





     I have almost written off this painting - the first attempt dissatisfied, I completely messed up the sky, overworked, which lead to mud where it was not supposed to be. At the point when all I wanted was to throw a messed sheet of paper away, said “No” to desperation and decided to give it a try. Washed the colors off with large water current in the sink and started once more. Then it came. I cannot say that I’m completely happy about the outcome – it is better – but I’m happy about the persistence it taught me. 

    I’ve learned another thing – overworking in a process of learning is way better than not doing enough. It teaches bravery in fixing flaws of the painting, applying new techniques, and gives outcomes which probably would never be possible without going too far.

September 22, 2016

Autumn touch

Watercolor on Canson Moulin du Roy 30x40
Green fern leaves and a plastic film was used to create texture in the front. This is quite an exciting technique, as you will never know, how the pigment will sink into the paper. I used ultramarine, cadmium yellow, lemon yellow, burnt sienna, and burnt umber. The last color was a risky choice, my last three attempts with same palette were not successful - got a lot of muddy spots. This time mud was avoided by putting burnt umber directly on ultramarine, trying to avoid mixing with yellow colors. As I think of what I would do differently having a second chance to this painting - probably would make the distant trees lighter, colors less intense to create more expressed perspective.

September 13, 2016

Autumn forest

Watercolor on Canson Moulin du Roy

Recently I found out that watercolor paper moistened from both sides does dry so fast, remains smooth and does not create ripples. In this painting I used masking fluid, wet on wet technique, and a touch of white gouache for birch trunks.






April 21, 2016

Crane

Watercolor on Arches





This painting was inspired by one of my hiking trips, during which we went out into the wild, to listen to the returning cranes bringing back to our land the spring. Imagine after all day clamping throught the damp moss, you finally get to the swamp... you hear nothing, just the silence and your beating heart. It seems the time has stopped and you could stand there for eternity, breathing and listening.. then the sound of huge flapping wings and a scream penetrating every cell of your body awakens you... awakens you for real, to live, to want, to enjoy life and to go on.
Have you ever heard a crane scream? It is something you can hardly forget, highly recommend :)