So bleakPosted: January 23, 2012
Slushy. Drippy. Bleak.
A Montreal winter is so beautiful when the air is cold and the snow is pristine. But when it warms up, or worse, starts to rain, everything turns to mush. Today even the silos were dripping.
On a day like this it’s difficult to know what to paint. There’s an overall greyness to everything. No plays of light and shadow. And it’s hard to pick out details in the flatness. So it becomes more of a study in values, of finding the lights, the darks and the midtones.