Eagleville, compelled, but not compelling another year bites the dust.
30 F mostly cloudy, a bit of snow & breeze.
Today is my birthday, I'm 53. So I got to prioritize painting and let everything else fit to it.
#442 The Battenkill @ Eagleville Bridge.
11 x 14
I had a turkey hangover this A.M. I knew I wanted to go to Eagleville, although I didn't know why, I'm thinking this is just too sentimental.....
Here is where I ended up. I didn't notice that I had way over-exaggerated the perspective, (or did I really see it like that?)
At one point the sun came out, put it was just a few seconds and I painted it like the top scene, all grey.
On one hand the scene has some very ethereal qualities of the snow in the woods, but the blackness of the water and the side of the bridge are very graphic, and I find that hard to control, it just wants to take over, not to mention the color red.
I wasn't sure it was actually snowing or blowing off the trees, but indeed show got mixed into the paint and directly on the panel. Of all the things that happened in the painting this made no difference at all.
I think a lot of times I choose scenes because I want to be in that place.