Okay, so I’ve been messing around with this “wild painting” thing, specifically the right half, and let me tell you, it’s been a journey! I started out with absolutely no clue what I was doing. Seriously, zero. I just saw some cool pictures online and thought, “Hey, I wanna try that!”
Getting Started (and Failing a Lot)
First, I gathered my materials. I’m talking:
- A big ol’ canvas (because I’m ambitious, or maybe just foolish).
- A bunch of acrylic paints – all the colors of the rainbow, and then some.
- Brushes of various sizes. I even got those tiny ones for detail work, thinking I’d be all fancy.
- A palette knife. Because, why not? It looked cool.
- Water, of course. And paper towels. Lots of paper towels.
Then, I laid down a base coat. Just a simple, light blue, because I figured I’d be doing some kind of sky thing. Spoiler alert: that changed. Multiple times.
My initial attempts? Let’s just say they weren’t pretty. I tried to be all precise and controlled, but the paint had a mind of its own. It blobbed, it dripped, it smeared. I ended up with a muddy mess that looked nothing like what I had in my head.
Embracing the “Wild”
After a few (okay, maybe more than a few) frustrated sighs, I decided to just go with it. I embraced the chaos. I slapped paint on the canvas with the palette knife, swirled it around with my fingers, even splattered some on for good measure.
I started to see something emerging. It wasn’t what I originally planned, but it was… interesting. It had texture, it had energy, it had a life of its own. I kept adding layers, experimenting with different colors and techniques. Some things worked, some things didn’t, but I kept going.
Finding My Way
Slowly, painstakingly, the right half of the canvas began to take shape. I focused on creating a sense of movement, of wildness. I used bold strokes, contrasting colors, and a whole lot of intuition. I can not say that I know what I’m doing during painting, but I am pretty sure that I felt what I need to do.
The (Almost) Finished Product
I’m still not entirely sure it’s “finished.” I might add a few more details, or I might just leave it as is. But for now, I’m pretty happy with how it turned out. It’s a reminder that sometimes, the best results come from letting go of control and embracing the unexpected. And, you know, making a glorious mess along the way. Next time, I’ll try doing the left part!
