17 days and counting until the big trip to the Appalachian Trail, so I got out an old rucksack, piled in 25lb. of rock (and art gear) and took off for a 5 mile hike at Dana Peak (Belton, TX). It’s become my training grounds. This wasn’t a day for quiet, peaceful moments, but rather a real leg workout up all the hills I could find, sweat rings on my cap, and battling the cotton-mouth from uphill lunges. After finding three separate ways to get lost on a single hill, I saw this look out view. Imagining the scene of the Smokey Mountains fading into the distance in delicate shades of blue-gray haze, this was perfect for practice. Plus, it just rained, clearing out the stagnant look to the water and replacing it with a crisp cerulium blue almost like you’d see in the beaches of Hawaii. Almost. Here’s a picture reference from the iPhone.
Looking back and forth from the reference pic to the painting there’s LOTS of room for improvement (drawing, values, perspective…). That is a VERY GOOD thing! It means I can get back out there, get lost again and next time nail this scene. When I do get to that awe-inspiring morning sunrise on Clingman’s Dome or one of the balds with a 360-summit view, I’ll be there, paints in hand. Can’t wait!
Made a few last minute changes before hitting the sack.