Perhaps it was the perfect weather with no humidity, no breeze, no clouds, no bugs, and no pestering persons around. Something magical happened. I found a spot down the wildflower meadow, looking up the manor house at River Farm in Alexandria, VA. After a quick sketching with a brush directly on the canvas, I began to flourish a knife without fear. When I got to the sky and the house, I briefly switched to brushes for control, but other than that, the above painting--"Early Autumn Wildflower Meadow" (8 x 10")--was created entirely with a knife.
In an earlier post, I mentioned my trouble, even fear of texture--trees, grass, sand, dirt, leaves, flowers, hair, etc. How do you render these things with paint? How do you suggest them without painting every single blade, leaf and floret? I found an answer--use a palette knife! I could lay down a large, flat area; I could also dab, skip, and scratch with it. What freedom! What joy! Isn't painting supposed to be fun? There you have it.