As the end of September nears, many parts of the world begin to see small shifts in color reflected on the plants and trees surrounding them. SInce I live in Southern California, that just isn't going to happen here until sometime in December! And then it is still only minimal. There are a few really spectacular trees that blaze up in shades of Indian Yellow Hue and Quinacridone Magenta and Burnt Orange, and then there are the Ginkgo trees which blush completely yellow and then in a dramatic huff, drop all of their leaves at one time. But who could live without the Ginkgo tree...an ancient and unique form,with the loveliest leaf shape.
So in lieu of actually walking through a forest of trees I will imagine the colors I would use to paint the forest and share them with you.
I've been thinking a lot about the differences in pigments. The earth provides many of the raw materials from which we create paint pigments. All of the Siennas, Umbers, and Ochers, the Ultramarines, Cobalts, and Cadmiums. These colors are so much a part of painting history. Old masters would grind chunks of pigment and mix their own paints using these raw sources. These earth pigments have an important role to play in creating paintings. They are solid color, without a lot of sheerness. They are so perfect for creating the substance of our forms and landscapes, they give weight and body to our masses. When we try to create mixes out of them, they are subdued and sturdy, not vibrant and sheer. This is an important thing to know. So many of us make mud an can't figure out why. I always liken it to making mud pies when we were children...If you add dirt to clear liquid, the liquid turns cloudy with lots of particles in it!
So, as I walk through my imaginary forest I look down and around and see the Umbers, Sienna's and Ochers that create the solid horizon lines, and form the structures of the trees and the earth that caresses their roots. I see the range of mixes that can emerge from them in combination. I see hits of Cadmium red, yellow and orange. The remnants of grass has lost its crisp bright green and taken on the dusky nature of Chromium Oxide, with overtones of Ultramarine Violet, and Cobalt Blue.
Then I look up into the leaves and they shimmer with light and dance in the light breeze. They are bright and cheery and alive with color. These colors are not solid and sturdy, these are the colors made from pigments sheer and surreal! Ahh, I recognize my favorite Quinacridones...the full range now in the glory of autumn...Red, Magenta, Violet, Burnt Orange, and how they bleed one into the other taking full advantage of their ability to do so. Of course there is Nickel Azo Yellow leaving the last hint of green before bursting fully into yellow, and then Indian Yellow Hue sitting right next to Sap Green Hue kissing it goodbye for the season.
In the shadows is the ever present Payne's Gray along with Dioxazine Purple providing us the depth and dimension as we look through the leaves. What would we do without these wonderful deep colors that morph so easily into every shade of shadow we can possibly imagine.
Oh, well, I must get ready to face another 90 degree plus day here in Southern California. In my garden there is not sign of fall, my roses are still in bloom and I'm still picking my tomatoes. But I know Autumn is coming, the days are shorter, the mornings are cooler and I can see it in my mind's eye. Thanks for walking with me.