Slovenia, hills and valleys Painting

Slovenia, hills and valleys, landscape original Tamara Jare painting oil on linen canvas wall art. Contemporary art, oil painting. My landscape painting is in a way much older as my painting per se is. As strange may it sound, this seems completely logical. I’VE STARTED PAINTING MY LANDSCAPES I’ve started painting my landscapes, although at the time without colors or canvases, far before I’ve decided to become a full time artist. Which I’ve discovered at the very moment I’ve painted my first landscape years ago. Painting a landscape at that time felt unusually easy for a beginner. It had been almost as a mere transfer of a picture from my subconsciousness. A memo that had been stored there times ago, on some walk or a travel. As surprised by the fact I’ve been, I’ve remembered at the same time that for me, looking at the world around me has always been a sort of a painting analysis. My travel memories lack the accuracy of a travel guide regarding the names of the places. But which I do remember are the colors. Blue color of the sky , all the colors of the houses. Tiny patches of different green colors in the park, vibrating lines of light in the turquoise water. Which is actually a really great way to start a painting from. I usually do use photographs taken by me as an additional reference, but the picture with all the shapes and colors already exists in my memories. Which means, I am almost unable to paint after the photographs not taken by me. All I have to do is to dig into the atmosphere remembered and then, to transform it to the canvas. YET WITH THIS LANDSCAPE Yet with this landscape it has been a bit different. This is a painting of the place near my home, so dear to me. It is a place where we played as kids, where I walked my dog, a place of my daily walks. With brushes in my hand (yes I usually do hold more brushes in my hand while painting) and picking the colors to use I’ve felt as the painting is unwinding all by itself. The brushstrokes were coming from all the summers spent under those trees. Coming from all the memories of autumn colors at the top of the hill, reviving all the forgotten shades of beautiful Octobers forgotten long ago…. By the time I’ve finished this Landscape I knew it is just as it has to be….