Robin Swennes: For the Love of the Blues
Robin Swennes: For the Love of the Blues
I must have a thousand photos of blueberries that I use for reference when I paint. They can look so different—whether it’s that frosty periwinkle blue color that is almost a dust that can be swept off the berry by the touch of a human hand, or when they are bruised, with deep purple indents, or when some of the skin is peeled back and a rust color comes peeking through. It’s because of those different appearances that each painting I do becomes a one-off that I can never exactly recreate.
