Watercolor Skies Lesson - Blue Realistic Skies With Birds And Light Fluffy Clouds

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Watercolor palette showing a warm and cool paint for each of the primary colorsThis is a map of the captains color
palette. See materials list below..

PAINTS

........( sedimentary )

0 - Red

1 - Yellow

2 - Green

3 - Blue

.......( non sedimentary )

4 - Cool Blue

5 - Warm Blue

6 - Warm Red

7 - Cool Red

8 - Warm Yellow

9 - Cool Yellow


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Art Lessons by Captain Watercolor

This lesson is about how to paint realistic skies with watercolor.

 

Landscape painters need good skies. Skies are rarely the subject of a landscape, but it is definitely the curtain at the back of the stage; a critical element in the design.

 

Few people realize how important sky color is to their own emotional state. Gray days are just that. Sunny days have sharp shadows. These shadows are filled with light, but obviously not sunlight Landscape shadows are suffused with sky light, and sky light is blue. Often, when a painting makes feel good we are responding to crisp, blue shadows.

 

Clouds are incredibly important in a landscape, or seascape. They break up the sky space. They tell us about the weather. They can be hard or soft, dark or light, and come in an infinite variety of shapes and colors.

 

I use this lesson as an opportunity to introduce white paint into my lessons. White comes in very modern, titanium white, and very classic, white gouache, which is a watercolor made with chalk. This lesson covers how to use gouache. More importantly, it covers how not to use gouache.

 

We use our painted sky to create a complete wet in wet painting of a marsh. Then, when all is dry we cover up some blemishes with birds, and we learn how to make them appear close or distant.

 

 

He paints the astonishingly complicated loneliness of the limbo hours in a coffee shop, like a glass-hulled boat trapped in the black ice of the city, lit by a slice of yellow light like stale lemon pie, and full of the sadness of a gray fedora, a red dress and a clean coffee urn. (Newsweek on Edward Hopper)