Watercolor is completely different from oil, acrylic, and pastel; I cannot go back and paint over. It is more like Japanese (oriental) calligraphy. What I write is what I get. I cannot write over the calligraphy.
I sketch the scenes several times on paper and in my mind, but what comes out is all different. I tried the same scene several times, and they are all different. I like some part of each picture, but since overall it does not look right, I get another sheet of paper and try again. I just wonder how many times I have to practice before I can challenge my goal size, 22 x30. What I did this afternoon is about to dry, so I am going to try again. Hopefully I will learn to control paper, colors, and brush strokes.
I tell myself, "Don't think, just let my hand draw what I have in my mind." But while using the brush, I am thinking, "Is this color OK? Maybe I should try different colors. Oops, this is not what I want. OK, I am going back to the first color. Oh, no, it is completely different from what I did first. Is the stormy sky really blue? green? purple? pink? . . . . Many different kinds of thoughts continue to pop up in my mind. Learn Zen meditation!!!
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