Tag: Art

Will you be my Valentine?

Now that I have your attention, I shall reveal the proper name of this watercolour… ‘Gnarled Heart’. As if I’d be asking any such question. Valentine’s? Me? Pah!

With the flash…

Without the flash…

This is probably the wettest wet on wet yet, by virtue of the fact that I too was wet as I painted it. I’ll explain. I nipped to the supermarket in the midst of a torrential downpour minus a coat and brolly, and needless to say, some of those little delightful, gorgeous, refreshing raindrops managed to land on me! Of all the things!

As you can see, my heart wasn’t gnarled or dark when I painted this. It was changed to the point of no return, as I started out with the intention of painting a wet bunch of roses which just didn’t work out, so I spritzed the paper again, and then dabbed off the excess, and was then inspired, in a mild but sinister way, by what remained.

Sometimes, with watercolour, you have no idea where you are going to end up.

I think I quite like this little sinister twist. Hmmm… I wonder if more dark inspiration is on the way? Worry not, though – you know me… always focussed on the light!

This now makes eighteen of eighteen for #WorldWatercolorMonth.

Cantalina Whyte

“Paint me!”, she said.

“Paint ME!”, she demanded.

“PAINT ME NOW!!!”, I thought this chick’s intense. Actually, I didn’t, as I never use the word ‘chick’, but the meaning of my thoughts were the same.

“DO IT!” She wasn’t letting me off the hook. Who are you? I asked.

“Cantalina Whyte”, she said, as if I should have known.

Such was her fierce nature, I’ve completely lost track of how many watercolours I’ve done up until now for #WorldWatercolorMonth, I think this may be number 16. Over halfway through the month already. Time is certainly flying, isn’t it? Not like in Cantalina’s portrait, where it is always 4 o’clock.

Nefertiti’s Table

For today’s painting, I travelled all the way back to 1355BC  and managed to paint this quick watercolour of a mid-afternoon snack before Queen Neferneferuaten Nefertiti (I was in luck as she’d just popped to the shops with her consort Pharaoh Akhenaten) returned to eat it.

It was warm in that Ancient Egyptian Sun, I don’t mind telling you (almost as warm as it has been around here lately!), but things must be done in order to complete all of my paintings, if I can, for #WorldWatercolorMonth. This now makes 15 of 15, so I’m doing well.

I may stay in the 21st Century for my next painting, but I can’t seem to stay still for long!