The first 2 weeks of class involve just poster studies- painting small 4x6's of the model without details, but with strong precision as to the color relationships and the influence of light. It has been a week and a half since beginning classes and I think I may be in painting overload. My dreams at night involve mixing paint colors. I have come to the point of no return... there's no escape from seeing life through painters' eyes. Even looking at simple, mundane objects thoughout the day has changed. The side of a gray building to me now is seen in multiple shades of colors as light hits each area differently. Evening shadows no longer seem black or gray... but I see warmth and coolness, purples, blues and cadmium reds! I guess thats what happens to you when your hunched over an easel, staring at paint colors for 6 hours a day. I'm just waiting for that moment of pure bliss when I finally feel like I really know what i'm doing. In the mean time I am trying to keep in mind a quote that Tony had said during one of his incredible, analogy-filled demos, "Your mind wants to be doing something fascinating." For me, this little mind is completely fascinated at the moment... taking in each new day with wide eyes. It doesn't help that the natural scenary here in Santa Fe is so uniquely beautiful and inspiring.
| Mountainous view from my casita <3 |
jess, i added you to my google reader. (:
ReplyDeletei love reading about your experiences at ryder! keep em coming. so, so, so proud of you. <3