After a far too long break, it was a fantastic experience getting back to the acrylics.
Without really intending it, I’ve developed a slightly new style in these new paintings.
Something a bit more raw.
And that feels very right.
I’m very pleased with how this one ended up.
The contrasts between the bright orange and the dark night.
The water roaring on both the ground and in the air.
And the mountains cutting through the sky.
I also decided to scrape in some pines in the end, using my palette knife.
It’s not the best photo, but I decided to put it straight into a frame when it had dried up.
So now it hangs on my wall, behind glass and passepartout.
Looking back at it, I feel quite proud of how it turned out.
And I can’t wait to start on some new paintings using the same style.
Anyway, I hope you are all doing alright.
It feels a bit wrong posting these self-centered posts with a horrific war going on.
Like with all wars raging in the world, it makes everything else very insignificant.
For those who are, or have family and friends, affected by the war, I just hope it will end in a best possible way, as soon as possible.