British painter John Constable (1776-1837) made many paintings of clouds. It looks like he depicted towering cumulus clouds
in this painting of Weymouth Bay. These clouds may have turned into cumulonimbus
and a storm
later in the day.
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Clouds in Art
Landscape painters have been representing clouds in their art for centuries. Different artists with different styles have painted clouds differently. What's more, there are many different types of clouds in the sky to paint. Sometimes the clouds in paintings are recognizable as a specific cloud type.
Clouds in Art Interactive
Can you identify cloud types in paintings? Compare photos of 10 different cloud types with 25 landscape paintings and see for yourself!
Clouds in Art Gallery
Explore how over 20 artists have represented clouds of various types in their paintings by visiting this online exhibit.
Educator's Guide to Combining Clouds and Art
Resources for art, science, and general educators who would like to combine the art and science of clouds in the classroom. Includes a downloadable presentation of the cloud images used throughout this section.
Last modified October 15, 2007 by Lisa Gardiner.
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