There is something magical about these wee cottages at the head of Loch Maree. No matter how many times I pass them, I always have to stop and look. Their surrounding landscape is so wild and with the trees planted around them, these wee houses seem like an oasis of calm.
I’ve been busy all summer doing everything but paint; so now I’m making up for it. I’ve started working on a series of wee paintings from photos I have been taking over the passed few months. All are for sale.
This is an odd painting. I’ve exhibited it all over the place, had so much interest in it, but it has never sold. However….
I sell prints and greetings cards of it over and over and over again through my shop on Etsy and galleries. I have no idea why. I thought it might be the size of the original- 61 x 51 cm (24 x 20″) – but I sell prints of it at that size.
I am beginning to build in texture now, layering the paint on thickly, but am a bit hindered by my own idiocy. I went away for a few days, and completely forgot to clean my brushes, leaving them out unprotected. As a result, the ones I want to use are soaking away to soften them up for use tomorrow. I find the size of the brushes I use make a big difference to me.
Talking of softening, I now need to do that to the clouds too and the base of the island where it meets the sea, while the same clouds need more light reflecting off them.