Currently I am working on two watercolors simultaneously. They both happen to be paintings of primarily white flowers. The flowers are quite different from each other in complexity. The roses are far more intricate than the azalea and drawing them out took far more time (and I might add – patience). The azaleas allow for more freedom, both with the initial sketch and the application of the paint. Not as many overlapping shapes or fringy petals.
Interesting though, at first glance you would describe both of these flowers as being white. And really, once you really look at them, there is really very little white about them, other than one’s first impression. (really.. really… really)
This is what truly fascinates me about painting. Time and time again I step back and marvel at the color possibilities when I embark on a new project. I determine my palette up front and make adjustments usually after the first petal has had an application of paint.
I have a notebook that I journal the palette for each painting. This is most helpful as quite often, when a painting is 2/3rds complete, I abandon it for a while and start another – until it reaches the same stage and I go back and complete the first painting.
And so, the most difficult part of painting is the naming convention. Where to start? Want it to be identifiable to the painting. And yet, so often the name is a nice name. Right now I am stuck on a “Whiter Shade of Pale” sounds melodic, eh? Oh wait – it is beautiful song by Procol Harum. And I need a second name for the “other” white floral…thinking “Shades of White”.