#WorldWatercolorMonth Day Twentyfive
Here we are just after the Dawn of Time. At dawn. Thick, dense volcanic clouds obscure the morning Sun, and only the sturdiest of trees and grasses can make this volatile world their own. Animal life is yet to emerge on land, although there are a few tiny creatures swimming in the little rock pools that are yet to merge to form oceans. Daylight is scarce, due to the cloud cover, yet there is still a comforting golden glow that shines through. Warm winds swirl around the landscape, bringing with them torrential showers and thunderstorms, and sheet and fork lightning that dance with the volcanoes that spew their molten contents high into the atmosphere.
For a few moments, when the volcanoes rest, and the dust settles, an eerie peace surrounds the land. But only for a few seconds. As another enraged volcano erupts in a fiery anger the peace is shattered once more.
Most definitely not the calmest of times.
It’s a good job that we don’t live in times like that now, don’t you think?
This is a watercolour experiment. Well, every one I paint at the moment is, I suppose, but I painted this one very wet. I wanted wild. I wanted fiery. I wanted light breaking through the darkness. I wanted volcanoes and mountains and hilltops fading away into the distance under a golden Sun… but because of all the wet, the colours had their own ideas. The trees look electrified and frozen, but I can also make out strange faces, observing the maelstrom before them in a completely alien world that appears to be mostly fire.
My imagination takes me off to the strangest of places… but, being honest, I really love going there!