The other day I went out to do a little landscape painting. The Santa Ana winds were not threatening to carry my canvas into the Pacific Ocean, the sun was not threatening to bake my arms into a shriveled mass of malignancy, my back problem seems to be resolving, and all seemed just right for me to paint a lovely little study outdoors.
This is true. All was right. However, finding something to piant was another story. I got out there early to get the early morning light. By 10:00 the early morning light was gone and I was still wandering aimlessly looking for a masterpiece and getting pissed off that I was wasting so much gas. Mind you I am mostly an indoor painter, and do not venture out enough to practice this. Part of the practice is getting good at finding something quickly. Also, being able to settle for something, and edit and move bushes and trees, etc. to make it work QUICKLY.
As a landscape painter, you learn that the light changes faster on certain things. If you are painting a vista for example, the light change is more subtle. If you are focusing on one flower that is just catching the light and everything around it is in shadow, wait 10 damn minutes after you’ve already started that masterpiece, and there will be maaaaany more flowers in the light leaving you to say to yourself, a freaking PICTURE of this would work better. I’m learning, but I ain’t showing you said masterpiece. I’m going back to drawing, and back pain, in my studio where leaves don’t stick to your butt when you pee.