The cloudy day

The cloudy day

  ​Today, I completed a painting with the theme of a cloudy day.

  ​I continue to paint with one dollar watercolor paints.

  ​As a child, I enjoyed watching the clouds pass by in the sky. Sometimes it flows quickly, sometimes it flows like a slow-winding thread. Sometimes it spreads like white paint on blue paper. The black and gray dark clouds that come suddenly from somewhere also spread nicely like a scene from an oriental painting.

 ​As the sun goes down, the whole sky suddenly turns pink. When the sun goes down, it looks like gold splatters has been thrown all over the place. It is rare, but sometimes it turns into a purple sky.

 Seeing the sky change into various shapes and colors with various movements every day, I feel that it is art itself. As a child, I believed in the existence of God through this beautiful and dynamic sky. Without God, there would be no need to make the sky so beautiful.  

  ​For painters, the clouds and the sea are common subjects. In particular, clouds, which appear in various shapes in the sky, are also the objects of any painting.

  I also wanted to express clouds, so I picked up a brush. I wanted to capture the dynamic appearance of the brush.  The beach on a cloudy day is turbulent and active. Partial showers from afar make me feel lonely from the beach.

  I imagine this feeling in my head. And transfer the image that comes to mind with a brush.
   Anyway, I draw based on the image in my head, so I can add or subtract. It is  good things at will. In my paintings, I am the creator myself.

 I drew many clouds in the sky. And it made it rain in the distance. I built a small island in the sea and made three seagulls fly around it. And I added another island for worries that the island would be lonely.

  ​For me, the study on clouds is currently in progress. Just as the clouds don't show the same image every day, I hope the clouds in my paintings are like that too.