When life mimics art.
Over the Indian Ocean the the velvet clouds cloak the sky.
No paints in hand.
Sunset Skies of Fire
A camera, to capture the thoughts I had while looking for that briefest of moments upwards.
Wondering…. what Turner felt when he gazed upon the setting sun.
How his spirit lifted within.
Wondrous. I almost think we might have shared the same sense of awe. Of inspiration. Perhaps.
JMW Turner 1775-1851 a real master of both watercolors and oils.
He, is the one to emulate.
If you wish to learn oils or watercolors….. he’s your guy.
You can’t go wrong studying Turner.
“Its only when
we are no longer fearful
that we begin to create.”
His skies, remain unrivalled.
A Creator of Impressionist paintings – at times so wild and free.
I can dream.
Of creating, of painting, of interpreting the subject before me in such a way.
The prior post, All things watercolor
featured a simple landscape, not skies, but a shoreline.
Loose and wild. Expressive.
It was done in a similar spirit as Turner.
As much as I love Turner, I must stay true to myself.
To paint, to express from within.
I can Learn, how to do this…. from Turner.