Well, artistically speaking. I still have the urge to crawl into my cozy cave and stay there until… well, just stay there, really. It’s warm and soft in there. And it has cable.
Here is a quick acrylic landscape I did of my father’s farm in New Hampshire. It was a few weeks after a late Autumn snowfall, and there were still some leaves clinging to the trees. I spent about an hour painting this from a photo. It’s a passable sketch, but I don’t think I’ll ever turn it into a full-on landscape. I was happy with the varieties of white that I achieved, but that’s about it. There are so many things wrong with this. It is only a sketch, though, and I was exploring possibilities, but that’s as far as this particular piece is going to go.
Not everything I post is something I’m proud of. It doesn’t need to be great. What I’m trying to show is how I’m actually working. By explaining what I’m doing and how I’m working to you fine folks I get more out of the process of making art. With that in mind, I think I’ll be posting a lot more unfinished pieces for you to see.
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