The other side
So for months I have been thinking of doing a painting of the sky on oil- either day sky with cumulous clouds floating over a green field or the sunset sky over the ocean.
But the damn clouds are delaying me. They can never be sensible enough to hold the regular colours* or even the proper fluffy shapes. Everyday I study the sky, on my way to work, back from work (I work in a windowless office so no chance there) and I take a mental note of how I want the colours. The very next day, the clouds will do something stupid like completely change on me- forcing me to replan. Just now when I was heading over to pick mom up, there they were - baffling me with weird papery yellow, dirty brick red, strokes of purple and wait.....was that a swirl of green?!!WHAT THE &*%$.
Where does one find the right mix of colours to imitate that? So there I am driving away and shaking my right fist at the Maker of clouds-"you are not helping me!!"
Okay, by no means am I a religious person- the logical part of me knows its the fault of the contents of the atmosphere that are making the colours appear so, the whole refraction-reflection business blah blah. But that can't be all! Just look at it...okay you can't look at it coz Tazzy here is thinks she is too cool to carry around her digicam in the car....but just go outside look up, I mean really look at it.
Dude/dudettes, we'll never be able to imitate that sky nor explain it. The real Maker has his own pallate of colours and He will just sit on the other side of the clouds smirking at our foolish efforts.
PS: I think Tagore is getting to me- my mama always warned me so.
*That IS the proper spelling! I don't care what Windows tells me otherwise.