I’ve always loved fat, fluffy sheep. In this watercolor, my pink sheep are at the beach, basking in the glow of a pink sunset. This painting did not start out as pink sheep on a beach! I’d had a dream of a beach bathed in pink sunlight. The stunning colors had remained in my mind.
For many years we lived across the road from a sheep farmer. Many times I saw sheep stuck in the mud because their wool weighed them down. They were brown and full of stickers. The sheep called to their kindly farmer who quickly gave them a shove.
Painting with watercolor is a mystery and always a challenge.
Watercolor forces the artist to let go of an expectation of perfection.
A very good thing.
Damn, and just when I was starting to get it!!Edgar Degas on his deathbed.