“Painting is dead.”
I’ve heard variations of that phrase for years, and someone asks me at least once a month why painting is necessary in this age of photography when everyone has an amazing camera in their pocket.
The problem is that the camera isn’t always there. But my eyes are. And painting 919 (so far!) paintings has trained me to notice things much more.
Which brings me to my quest to capture the clouds just as they changed from dark to light. Yes, I’m still that crazy woman looking up at the sky.
I noticed something one night.
The thinner wispy clouds turned darker first.
Probably because they were higher in the sky, so they lost the sun as it dipped lower in the sky.
It was an elusive moment, because before I could even open my camera the sky had changed. So I tried to reclaim that image here.
And I got close. It’s still not perfect, but it’s closer than a camera.