Decided to change how I looked at the landscape while walking - to think more about air than land.
The earth loved the air. - Edvard Munch
I picked up some markers in the village so I could work on some color as well. I crammed my kiddie markers in my pocket and off I went. (The wind is always blowing here so you have to work fast - no putting your sketchbook on the ground to ponder your next mark.)
The trick is to make “color notes” not a “coloring book.” I haven’t figured that out yet but the thrill of keeping your mind free - like the wind - is moving me in a better direction.
I hope I can take this “new skip in my step ” or should I say “wind in my hair” into the studio. My studies last week look so labored - which is never my goal.
I always strive for immediacy.
