Evans, Carol
                                                                                  "West Beach"

                                                                       
L/E Unframed 28 x 20  Paper

                                                                                      S/N  350

                                                                                   $600.00 cdn.

                                                                                          "The Silent Ones"

                                                                                  L/E Unframed 27 1/2 x 20  Paper

                                                                                                   S/N  350

                                                                                                 $695.00 cdn.

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Watercolour paint is a natural medium for me. It complements and enhances the beauty of this coastal panorama. This region is, after all, a damp, misty part of the world a lot of the time. Water hangs in great silken sheets of fog across mountains and inlets. It ripples and reflects along the shore. The wet, delicate, and raw subtleties of watercolour washes are ideal for conveying the gradation of light within clouds or a summer haze, perfect for suggesting shapes and forms barely visible in shrouded mist or streaking rain. It has a characteristic fresh, organic quality that easily gives the impression of trees and plants, and of rock formations and their textures. It is quick and spontaneous, and has a simplicity to it, requiring few tools. It has a wild quality and although the water can be somewhat controlled, it cannot quite be tamed.

The first impression is always sunlight, the primary concern of everything I paint. No matter what the subject, my process of painting is entirely influenced by light: its direction, the shadows it creates, its honey glow causing everything to hover on a cushion of warm air. Light penetrates things, revealing inner qualities and colours, like the veins in a leaf or the translucence of a shell. It creates halos around them. It makes things shine and flash and reach out to you, come alive. It rings out like sound echoing here and there off everything, filling a place with its reflected glow like a visual symphony. It has a divine loveliness to it. It appears without any human hand causing it to appear. It is just there and a scene is blessed with its rays. My work is to reflect it in my painting.