The group consisted of some twenty plus people of all ages and different nationalities, most of us were from the states. Everyone was excited to have the opportunity to paint in this one of the loveliest parts of the world.
The sun seemed brighter than where I came from. The scenery was certainly inspiring. Every where you look, you could visualize a painting or two. You did not even have to take any steps. By merely turning around, a picturesque scene came into view.
However, you soon began to realize that a simple pretty scene does not necessarily make a good painting. Here lies the difference between the greenhorns and the seasoned painters.
On some mornings or evenings, Ann would lecture to us, giving us pointers and helping us along the way.
Then we had to practice - thus the reason for a number of us painting in the former chapel late into the night, with Jesus, Mary, and the many saints from the fresco looking down upon us.
There were a number of professionals - painters, sculptors, and illustrators, in the group; and they were generous about sharing their knowledge with some of us.
And the thrill of watching Ann demo was priceless.
Outdoor painting is intimidating to me. There is so much that we see in front of us.
Where do you begin?
What to paint?
How do I choose which scene?
My senses are assaulted by all the shapes and colors, from all directions.
And dealing with the ever changing light. Help!
You are overwhelmed!
After a while, you grit your teeth and forge ahead.
Sometimes you surprise yourself by doing a decent painting, in spite of everything.
Ann inspired us all.
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