Eric Cobb
A few years ago I started painting and have been doing so every day since. Acrylic was my choice because it seemed to be the paint of our time and had all the qualities I was looking for. Dried really fast, I could go light to dark or dark to light and cleaned up with water. Only recently have I dabbled with oils and watercolors.
Now, I dream in colors and everywhere I look, I see compositions of what I think will make a good painting or how I would go about painting that certain view. These are little revelations of insights that now make up my daily life. The things I never thought about a few years ago, the way the light reflects off that old oak tree, the way the wind bends the branches, how shadows dance on the road, or the thousand different colors of green.
Painting is something that I have always wanted to do since my first painting class in kindergarten. Splashing and pushing primary paint with both hands is true freedom for a five year old. The difficult part was trying to explain this painting to the class during the critique. Thank God for the Royal Borealis.
Painting has taught me how to see this world I live in and given me a greater appreciation for life, freedom, and God's work..
Eric E.Cobb american painter