Welcome to Inkbunny...
Allowed ratings
To view member-only content, create an account. ( Hide )
Fly To Hell (part two)
« older newer »
Timer
Timer's Gallery (137)

Christmas with Bob Ross

More Painting

Medium (920px wide max)
Wide - use max window width - scroll to see page ⇅
Fit all of image in window
set default image size: small | medium | wide
Download (new tab)
by Timer
First in pool
More Painting
First off, Merry Christmas everyone!


Anyway... I was watching Bob Ross paint a while back and I ended up buying some painting stuff.  I've never actually worked in this medium, but it can't be any harder than photoshop... right?  

So I didn't actually do anything with the paints and stuff i bought.  It just sat in a bag.  That is, until today when Ol' Bob was on the tv again.  He told me anybody can do it.  So what the hell?  

You know, it didn't turn out that bad.  At least not until I got to the foreground and things started to fall apart.  

I should have added a pile of yellow to the bottom to make that layer pop out more.  I also should have let the background dry for a while because the clouds bled through my trees a bit.  Still, I like how the clouds and the hint of hazy mountains turned out.  

(Sorry, my phone takes abysmal pictures)

Keywords
painting 8,749, clouds 4,689, trees 4,375, mountains 2,109, acrylic 481
Details
Type: Picture/Pinup
Published: 5 years, 4 months ago
Rating: General

MD5 Hash for Page 1... Show Find Identical Posts [?]
Stats
88 views
7 favorites
9 comments

BBCode Tags Show [?]
 
FoxyLove
5 years, 4 months ago
Painting some happy trees. ;3
Timer
5 years, 4 months ago
I don't have quite the positive outlook that Ross does.  Which is indicated by one of the happy trees being dead.  
MviluUatusun
1 week ago
I know this is over 5 years old, but I just found it, so I hope you don't mind me making an observation and a comment.  Many years ago, I spent almost as much time in the outdoors as I did indoors.  I used to be an avid hunter and fisherman.  Believe me, as much as I liked to watch Bob Ross paint, I was always bothered by the noticeable lack of dead trees in his paintings because anyone who's ever spent any time in the outdoors knows that about 1 out of every 15 to 20 trees is dead.  It's part of what makes a forest a forest.  So, don't worry about the dead tree; it makes the painting more realistic and believable.
Timer
2 days, 14 hrs ago
I've always been an outdoorsie guy too.  Still am.  I do a lot of hunting and fishing.  Also I'm an avid gardener (not good, just avid).  And you're right, trees die pretty regularly, and stand for a long time after they die.  I remember Bob talking about that subject once and it was a choice he purposefully made.  It's his world and he wanted everything to be alive because he didn't like to dwell on death.  I can respect that.  

What's keeping you indoors nowadays?  
MviluUatusun
2 days ago
"What's keeping you indoors nowadays?"  Age mostly (I recently turned 70), plus nobody to go fishing with.  (I'm not too fond of going outdoors alone, especially at my age.)  Once upon a time, I would go fishing at an oxbow lake by myself.  Then, due to people growing certain plants and being VERY protective of said plants, I found it easier to go to a restaurant to get my fish fix.
Timer
2 days ago
I have a sign above my computer desk that says "You do not cease to fish because you get old.  You get old because you cease to fish."

Which constantly reminds me that I don't fish as often as I should.  

But y'know, it's hard to work in everything you want to do with the time you have.  Sacrifices have to be made.  And it can be difficult to find a good fishing partner since everyone has a different expectation of fishing.  I'm a serious two-fisted fisherman that'll flail a lake to death all day long under the baking sun or in pouring rain.  A lot of times I'd go with someone that's like "hey, lets go fishing" and they'll be the kind of person that will give it an hour then call it quits and go find a bar.  I'll narrow my eyes and be like: "You ain't no fisherman.  You lied to me."  

Probably 80% of my fishing during my life was done alone, but I rather like the solitude.  But even I wouldn't want to solo a drug cartel just to do some fishing.  

Hunting, maybe.  
MviluUatusun
2 days ago
Yeah.  Hunting would make it a little more fair.  I used to hunt and fish all the time when I was a lot younger (30+ years ago).  I also loved to go hiking on my old hunting club.  I got to follow a bobcat for about 2 miles down a road once.  (Yes, a full-grown bobcat.)  I was no more than 5 yards behind him as he walked.  I wish I'd had my camera with me when I took that hike.  I also walked toward one of my old fishing holes when I heard a sound which caused me to stop in my tracks.  As I looked, a doe stepped out about 20 yards away from me.  This time I had my camera and I tried to get a photo of her.  However, a fawn popped out behind her.  Now, I REALLY wanted the photo.  As I got my camera ready, the doe snorted and all I got (with the shutter speed set at 1/1000 sec) was two blurs.
Timer
1 day, 23 hrs ago
That's weird that a bobcat let you get that close.  I guess he was like "I'm gonna hang with this dude for a while.  He looks cool."  

I have this thing where I see neat stuff in the woods or fishing and forget I have a phone that takes pictures.  I suppose I sorta forget about my technology when I'm roaming.  I've had a fawn step out not five yards in front of me and look at me like: "Oh, um... hi!  I've never seen anything like you before and I'm not sure what I should do about that.  I guess I'll just stand here and think about it for a while."  Another time I was stalking through the woods on a deer hunt and a fox ran right up to me.  Almost ran into me because he was proudly carrying one of the neighbors chickens and couldn't see past it.  Notices me at the last second and is like "OH, FUCK!" then dropped the chicken and ran.  
MviluUatusun
1 day, 21 hrs ago
Yeah, I was kind of caught off-guard when the bobcat stepped out into the road in front of me.  He(?) didn't even look as he stepped out.  I will say that every 100 yards or so, he would stop and look back toward me.  I would stop when he did and wait for him to move on.  After a couple of seconds, he ambled on down the road.  Finally, a couple of miles down the road, he turned off into some tall grass, and that was the last I saw of him.  It was strangely exciting to be that close to a bobcat.  I never realized how long their legs were until I saw that one.  I think he was young, maybe a year or two old, because his body was slim instead of the kind of thick body most bobcats you see on TV have.  That experience was even more exciting than seeing my first deer while hunting, and I'll remember it until my dying day.
New Comment:
Move reply box to top
Log in or create an account to comment.