Watercolour and what it means to me.
I am beginning to find that the more I paint, the greater my bond with watercolour becomes. What started out as an hobby to pass time has now developed into a way of life that I have begun to embrace to such an extent that I find myself dreaming of painting during my sleep.
I have no experience with other mediums such as oil or acrylic paints. So I cannot comment on whether this love affair is more about the paint than the actual painting. But I can say that even now, after two and a half years of painting everyday, I am still fascinated and enchanted by how the pigments within the paints interact with water and the surface of the paper. There is seldom a day when something doesn’t happen on the paper that makes me think, this truly is a magical sight to behold.
I often ask myself “What is it about painting that I like so much?”. And I find that the answer to this self analytical question is becoming more complex with every day that passes. I originally thought that painting was a helpful tool as healing therapy (which it undoubtedly is) but I find my desire to become a “better” painter far outstrips the need to paint to heal. So maybe I am metamorphosing into a different kind of painter now, from one whom paints to live into one whom lives to paint? Whatever the reasoning behind this transition it is a positive step, and that alone is to me proof that art heals.
I don’t know if this is the same for other painters, but I am constantly finding that I try to concentrate on a certain type of painting (such as landscape) until such time that I have exhausted my learning capabilities for the time being. I then seek out another type of painting to try and learn and it is the period in between these periods of change that I find myself adrift and almost in a kind of artistic limbo. During which time no matter what I try and paint it ends up looking drab and devoid of life and expression. It is almost as though my brain is taking a rest from been creative until i settle on the next project to explore.
So what does watercolour mean to me? It means the world to me, from a personal viewpoint to a expressive viewpoint. I find that painting gives me the opportunity to lay my thoughts and emotions down on paper in a way that whilst not universally understood, I understand it and as long as that remains so, I will continue my love affair with watercolour.