When I painted another sunset awhile back, a dear friend of mine commented on how the "dying light is a messy clash... a battle between light and shadow." Isn't it so true? This sky reminds me of that - a battle ended, with lingering bruises.
Now I have never thought of sunset like that. It always seems to me like the triumph of light, the glorious final act of the day before the curtain of evening comes down. I always think there should be a grand triumphant flourish of trumpets just before the sun sets completely.
Your painting deserves the same treatment. What a talent -- to capture the most difficult thing to paint-- almost impossible to paint well, and you do it with ease.
Wow! Laurel,
ReplyDeleteNow I have never thought of sunset like that. It always seems to me like the triumph of light, the glorious final act of the day before the curtain of evening comes down. I always think there should be a grand triumphant flourish of trumpets just before the sun sets completely.
Your painting deserves the same treatment. What a talent -- to capture the most difficult thing to paint-- almost impossible to paint well, and you do it with ease.
xoxoxoxoBarbara
Great title.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful painting!