I feel like I always have a vague plan when I start setting up to paint. I almost always know that plan isn’t going to work. Why? Because it never works the first time. When it does, it’s an anomaly. I often wonder if other artists can actually visualize what they are about to create. I can’t. It just comes out. Sure, I might have a general idea of what I want to do. Maybe some idea of colors and shapes. That’s about it though. And somehow everything I try to make turns into a tree. Yes, you heard me correctly, a tree. Sometimes it might a few trees for good measure.
Winging it
Winging it
Winging it
I feel like I always have a vague plan when I start setting up to paint. I almost always know that plan isn’t going to work. Why? Because it never works the first time. When it does, it’s an anomaly. I often wonder if other artists can actually visualize what they are about to create. I can’t. It just comes out. Sure, I might have a general idea of what I want to do. Maybe some idea of colors and shapes. That’s about it though. And somehow everything I try to make turns into a tree. Yes, you heard me correctly, a tree. Sometimes it might a few trees for good measure.