I’m not big on painting flowers. It’s just not a subject that generally motivates me on a personal level. I have great respect for artists who can capture the delicate intricacies and light atmosphere of flowers, but I’d rather paint people, or the sea, or scenes from town. Still, once in a while someone gives us a bouquet for a special occasion, and I like to give it a go. These huge Casablanca lilies were given to us after a piano concert. They remind me of something out of the movie Day of the Triffids, or that original Star Trek episode (This Side of Paradise) with the flowers that spray spores on people and control their minds. Anyway, it was a fun exercise, if not entirely successful, and only enhances my respect for the people who can do it well.
Someone just made a comment about this piece on Google+, and I responded with:
It’s an oddly relaxing experience for me, for some reason. Maybe because I treat flower painting more as an exercise rather than a finished painting, I can relax more and let the process be organic.
I think that’s true. After all, what’s more important when painting nature than being organic?