Hold the paintbrush at an angle, so that the watery blue looks thicker, more pronounced if you will.
Cobalt blue; is that really the colour of water? The 12 bottle poster colour kit definitely thinks so, because the other blue is the colour of ink. Then again blue waters are a magical, mythical thing. Just like how little girls colour the people in their pictures with a chalky pink. No one is pink really. Nothing is pink.
The sky looks a little patchy but so does the sky outside so I guess it isn’t a complete miss. The clouds have a shade of grey that is far too realistic for a painting. I wait for them to rain all over the picture. Little children always ruin pictures. Either their limbs look too awkward or their raincoat sticks out at an odd angle or their faces look far too happy. The landscape stands a better chance of looking picturesque without the scrawny human figures.
Making V shaped birds is alright till about the fourth grade. Beyond that, there is nothing clever about making crows fly around your sky in this manner. There is a branch swaying on the left; the leaves aren’t all the same shade of green. Some are a dark spinach coloured mass, the others are a more amiable green – the colour of parrots.
There are a few rocks at the foot of the tree, round and even, all a smooth brown that looks like a clever amount of white was mixed in it. The trick is to mix in a little ochre. The greater trick is to mix in any number of colours because if you do see a blue-green rock in reality, I am sure you won’t question Nature about its colour.
The piece of art is left to dry, under a fan, held down with a talcum powder bottle and a old chocolate tin. These items, when picked up after some time, leave a wet ring on the page where they once stood. You shrug and say it merges with the picture anyway.
Cobalt blue; is that really the colour of water? The 12 bottle poster colour kit definitely thinks so, because the other blue is the colour of ink. Then again blue waters are a magical, mythical thing. Just like how little girls colour the people in their pictures with a chalky pink. No one is pink really. Nothing is pink.
The sky looks a little patchy but so does the sky outside so I guess it isn’t a complete miss. The clouds have a shade of grey that is far too realistic for a painting. I wait for them to rain all over the picture. Little children always ruin pictures. Either their limbs look too awkward or their raincoat sticks out at an odd angle or their faces look far too happy. The landscape stands a better chance of looking picturesque without the scrawny human figures.
Making V shaped birds is alright till about the fourth grade. Beyond that, there is nothing clever about making crows fly around your sky in this manner. There is a branch swaying on the left; the leaves aren’t all the same shade of green. Some are a dark spinach coloured mass, the others are a more amiable green – the colour of parrots.
There are a few rocks at the foot of the tree, round and even, all a smooth brown that looks like a clever amount of white was mixed in it. The trick is to mix in a little ochre. The greater trick is to mix in any number of colours because if you do see a blue-green rock in reality, I am sure you won’t question Nature about its colour.
The piece of art is left to dry, under a fan, held down with a talcum powder bottle and a old chocolate tin. These items, when picked up after some time, leave a wet ring on the page where they once stood. You shrug and say it merges with the picture anyway.
Ok. WOW, this project has really helped your writing. This was a very interesting piece. Whatever it was, whatever it wasn't.
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Thank you muchly :-)
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