Yesterday was a good day. For the first time in a long time I braved out of my art comfort zone. I did something different. I took a leap of faith in a world I never thought I would enter. This may seem a bit dramatic but it couldn’t be more true. I did a watercolor painting but this time with an impressionist style. That’s right. I never thought those words would come out of my mouth. Me, who always prided herself from being a realistic painter. My uptight work became lose and dreamy. And I liked it.
I always admired impressionists but I just didn’t relate to them. I didn’t think it was for me. After all my favorite painter has been Jan Van Eyck for so long. Maybe is getting older, but I am changing. Things I always disliked have become my favorites, even in food. For example: I always hated mustard and raw onions, two things I can’t live without now. And the same has happened to my art taste.
I have been immersing myself in the impressionist world and it’s so refreshing. I am completely in love with Frank W. Benson’s work. His mix of realism and impressionism is amazing. And so I begin this new phase on my work, back to beginner stages, where you research and study more than you paint, and then you practice until you are ok with the work. It’s the best phase, it’s exciting because it’s new. But also because I see the value on letting go of my extremely detailed work. Creating a piece that is more than a representation but also that makes people feel something. I am in the very beginning stages but I will keep journaling my progress over here. You can follow along on Youtube and Instagram to see the work I have been doing. I want to keep the blog more about my words and less about images.
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