Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Weeping Willow Rain

sorry all! I just smudged it away. I sort of hate this one. I'm trying again tomorrow.

6x6, Oil on Canvas

Here's the little Willow Tree I've been trying to let dry and then add more detail. I found today as I laid down the layer of rain that I didn't have to put so much detail in as the rain would blur it. Ah, well. That's how I learn!

Not sure I like the lighting in this one as I feel there is really no visual point of interest. I tried to keep the detail focused on the middle but find it's like a bulls eye and the viewer doesn't have a nice flow in and out of a painting. Confused yet? I am.

On a side note the Weeping Willow is one of the most beautiful trees in the world. It does well in very moist soil (that is why you see them a lot of time by water). The Weeping Willow comes from Northern China. There is a Japanese legend that talks about a man who planted a Weeping Willow and took careful care of the tree. It grew to become one of the most beautiful trees in all the land. One night the heart of the tree became a woman and the man fell in love with her (not knowing of course that she was the tree). She took care of the man and was the envy of many husbands. After a long time the Emperor of Japan wanted a new temple built and had heard of the beauty of the tree. He wanted the wood for the new temple. The man was sad to see his beautiful tree chopped down but he relented because he still had his wife. As the villagers chopped down the tree his wife was slowly dying. It was then that he realized his beautiful wife was tied to the beautiful tree and he had lost them both. He wept and wept.

Moral of the story: Don't chop down beautiful trees. Get to know your spouse better.

On a serious note (since it's me) I like to think that envy and greed are the moral of this story. That everyone wanted what this one man had by working hard to have a beautiful tree. The other husbands wanted a beautiful and good wife too but without watering their own gardens! The Emperor wanted a beautiful temple at the price of one of this man's treasures. Would a temple to God be honoring to Him if we hurt others to build it? So I think in the end that no one was happy or satisfied.

O.k. kids. Story time is over for today.

I've got two more paintings to go until Cottonwood. Pray for me!

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