I had an image in my head days ago, an image that I couldn't get out and it was full of snow, but with trees standing out in it and in the distance a small house. I don't know where the image came from, but it kept following me around. So I thought I'd better show you what I had in my mind and there's nothing better for that than the rocks of goodness.
I have seen several posts on the subject of winter, it is experienced differently in different parts of the world. In some the temperatures are so low that the only colour is white, it floods everything, covers everything and shines brightly. In other places winter is cold and rainy, the days are grey and even seem very sad. I think it is a time of calm before everything returns to life, the cycles of life itself.
And in other places the winter is cold, but it doesn't reach freezing temperatures, like here. But there is variety in the days, clouds, cold, drizzle, but also sunshine. I remember my winters in Argentina where sometimes it was so cold and wet that it seemed to get into your bones. It was solved with a coat, but there were also times when you couldn't have heating because of the cost... and I thought... how many are in the same situation?
These rocks of kindness are not to bring more cold to those places or those people but to let them see a beautiful landscape, let's say the pleasant face of winter and of the beauties that can be in the world.
I chose three dark stones, which, although I was still going to paint white, were the smoothest and flattest I had, and you know I love contrasts. I drew three landscapes, in the first one there was going to be a house, but by drawing I ended up making a church in the middle of a landscape of pine trees, a road and a lot of snow.
In the second one I wanted to represent what I had in my head, the little house far away, the snowy trees, mountains and a lake. It seems lonely, but then you have to think that under that snow and when the sun rises everything resurfaces, as often happens in moments of life, one stage passes and another one emerges, and much better.
The third landscape I wanted to be more pensive, so I drew a scene of a winter sunset by a lake and I imagined myself sitting right there. A lot to think about these days, I think that's what inspired these rocks. I would like to know what sensation or feeling you get from looking at them, one of them or all of them.
In all three I started by painting white in all the areas I felt necessary, also with a bit of blue in two tones, a bit of purple and black. I think that this time it was black and white that predominated, like two sides of the same coin, light and dark. They both generate the perfect contrast and that sense of thought.
Once I painted the surroundings, the church, the house and the trunks of the trees, which I wanted to have a crown or leaves, I painted them with white over everything else with small touches of the brush with pure undiluted paint so that the relief is noticeable. I always liked to paint trees in any way I could, even if it had a lot of colours or white like these.
Winter is like a stage where you can relate to what is gone, what is left behind or needs to be left, the leaves fall and the tree looks dead, but in reality it is just waiting to resurface. What do you think?
In a very short time the green will return and the sun will make all the colours shine, the landscapes will come back to life and that's how cycles are.
Thank you very much for joining me today, I send you my best regards. See you soon.
Amonet.
All photographs are my own.
