The frustrations and joys of being a painter…

3 or 4 days ago, I was putting the last strokes onto the canvas, and it was virtually finished (!) when I actually realized that even though it was very nice, clean and looked pretty good, the result was not was I was looking for ! Aughh !

So, without waiting I actually started over a large area of the painting, (never mind the insane brush work I had been doing lately for weeks !) not completely masking it but re-working it with glazing layers and redoing details now, relentlessly for the last few days…

I would love to have that canvas in my booth at the Tiburon Art Festival, but it might not be dry enough to take it… and that is something I’ll have to deal with when the time comes.

For now, all I can do is piling up hours until my hand starts becoming less precise, and I have to stop staring because my eyes cross… and we’ll see what happens. At least, now I am a lot happier with the texture and overall feeling of the large spread of grass I am working on…

I even found myself giggling and chuckling yesterday as the work was progressing in the way I wanted, I was a state of glee, literally, induced by the interaction between my hand, the brushes, the colors and the canvas, giving me back the image I wanted to see develop in front of me… ! And that, let me tell you, is just so blissful, it’s worth all the side steps, side work, research and frustrations that are to be met along the way…

When I grow up, I want to be a painter !

More later…

 

 

 


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