Another watercolor collage

Here’s another watercolor collage that I started last year (December 2018) and completed this year (yesterday)!! How time flew by!

Next time I might add dates underneath each painting to make it a visual journal so that when I look back I get a better idea of the flow of life. After all, art is a reflection of our thoughts, ideas, and experiences – everything that makes up life. Isn’t that so?

The little things…..

Every once in a while there’s a lull in our blogging world and then a word, a sound or a picture nudges us gently out of it and like a newborn we emerge, fresh and awakened, ready for the world!

I was browsing the aisles for some scrapbooking supplies in a craft store yesterday, when I got distracted and diverted into one with home decor (often happens)! Then I started (wasting my time) admiring every piece.

The mellow music playing in the background drew me deeper into the aisles as I lost track of time and “my purpose”, absorbing and inhaling the words, and colors.

Little did I think this little diversion would end up as a blog post!

It’s always “the little things”, right?

Pause, admire, and breathe.

Watercolor collages

Finally done with the two watercolor collages that I started sometime in early September! I divided a paper into squares or rectangles and filled them with scenery whenever I felt like watercoloring.

Sometimes when you really want to paint or test out a particular scenery in mind, but on a small scale, this is a good way to do so as you get to finish the work quickly and also get a general idea of how the scenery ends up looking. 

I totally enjoyed this process since there was no time restraint and a lot of freedom involved. However, don’t get tempted to finish in a hurry! It doesn’t matter whether the painting is a product of your imagination or an inspiration from a photograph, looking back, each painting has a story to tell about what you were thinking at the time or where you were!

Discovering Gouache

Somewhere in the aisles of Michaels, I discovered Gouache. At first, I struggled to pronounce the word (gwash) and when I finally figured it out, it took me yet some more time to understand its nature, its texture….its purpose! I simply couldn’t fathom why one would need gouache. Didn’t the world already have the transparency of watercolors and the opacity of acrylics and oils?

Anyway, I went ahead and bought a box of gouache paints mostly out of curiosity. But they just sat on the shelf. It was tough to reach out for them. Watercolors seemed so familiar, so comforting….And acrylics so smooth as they gracefully flowed over the canvas while the box of gouache, shy and awkward just sat there forgotten.

Alright! I had to give it a chance so I gingerly opened the box. The colors looked pretty on the palette, no complaints there. I quickly sketched a little scene and started working the paints onto the paper. Gosh! So this is Gouache! Colors – so vibrant, opaque and matte – I fell in love with them! I had to work fast with them (they dry up pretty quickly) but like the acrylics, they are quite forgiving… I could paint over the last layer over and over again and in doing so hide any mistakes or add depth to the surface. The only pain – the paint dries up really fast. In the end, my painting looked just like one of my watercolors except more opaque and bright. 

All in all, I enjoyed the experience and I will paint some more with gouache. But I guess watercolor is still my top favorite medium.

My very first gouache painting!

Leaves from a walk

Weather is on her best behavior these days with warm days and chilly evenings which leaves a lot of room for some luxurious walks in between. Every now and then I pause and am blown away by the quiet spectrum, from the golds to the flaming reds!

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And from one of these walks, I procured two leaves lying astray on the pavement. They must have blown free from the humongous Bradford Pear that is leaning so much on one side that the branches sweep the ground everytime the wind blows.

The leaves looked so alluring, I just had to paint them. Watercolor? Acrylic? Something surreal about their nature made me pick watercolor. I hope I have succeeded in emulating the spirit of their hues!

What do you think? Do you also like to pick up leaves and paint them?