#learning watercolors

[illuminannietv]

Watercolors Day 2 It was suggested to me by an amazing artist friend of mine, that I could sketch with watercolor pencils instead of regular pencils. She is a genius, and even if my sketching is terrible, at least there are no pencil lines. My mantra as I was sketching these flowers was: it doesn't have to be perfect. It just has to exist. And well...It exists. I am using tube paints and I don't like them. I think they are rather old, and I am very confused about how to use them. Whatever I'm doing I feel like I'm doing it wrong. I tried to do some different techniques, like shading, glazing, and wet on wet. And while it's not perfect. It exists. Lessons Learned: Tube paints are intimidating. My brushes shed sometimes. It doesn't have to be perfect; it just has to exist.

[illuminannietv]

Thus begins my journey into art. This is my first attempt at watercolor painting. A skill I am attempting to learn. It took a lot to get me to actually sit down and put paint to paper. I watched a lot of videos, read a few books, and then tried to convince myself that I will be awful at it and should give up. Thanks to the tireless love and encouragement of my husband, family, and friends, I finally sat down yesterday and painted. Lessons I have learned: I am awful at this, BUT the dark reddish square of the roof. I like that. It's the only thing I really like about the painting. I need a lighter pencil. Fuck drawing from a tutorial on 'how to paint watercolors". I'll draw what I like. If it's going to suck. I might as well enjoy it.

[sagetsukimura]

Only way to learn an art form is to do it, so here's attempt #1 at watercolors

Not my best work by far, but I already learned a lot of things to try differently tomorrow!

(Yuzu comforting Homura, from chapter 4-5 of As N Approaches Infinity, which I am once again rereading!)

[carho-l]

[stickynotesfromtheheart]

The One I Call I am still playing around with watercolors and discovering what I am comfortable with. Meaning, how to use watercolors without wanting to punch someone in the face or set something on fire. So, I was listening to this song by Lou Barlow called The One I Call and painted the first few lines. It's not that great...and it is fairly immature...but for some reason, this makes me feel happy whenever I look at it. Maybe it's the watering can.