It was Wednesday morning on my day to paint, and time was ticking away. In front of me sat the painting I had pushed, in my eyes to it's near perfection the day before. It sat staring at me looming, daring me to disembowel it with a simple stroke of my brush. It's a familiar battle, my will versus the will of the nearly complete, imperfect yet so close painting, and my brushes seemed frozen, paralyzed with fear. "It's just the details I have to do," I tell myself, steady forward, and yet those all important finishing details make or break it every time. I stare, for 1/2 hour. I stare at the canvas; scheming, plotting, planning and ddeliberately seeing the outcome before the painting starts. In the end, who will win? The immobilizing fear emmanating from the inanimate board somehow so full of power, or my will to press forward knowing this attempt may fail, this precious painting day maybe a waste. With all my effort I force myself to pick up the brush and begin the execution. Why is it called that? Execution.. I'll let you judge for yourself whether or not this one died in the details. It's always my biggest shortcoming.
Marshland at Twilight
20 x 44
sold- prints available
This second painting came together so easily. I needed something easier after the struggle of the Marshland at Twilight. It was a doozy.
14" x 14"
Thanks Paul for taking Eirik to the Fair so I could have a whole day to paint! Two whole paintings finished in a day!! Great!
I'd love to get some feedback on this one. It went through a lot of different MAJOR changes last night but I think I'm finally happy with it. What do you guys think? Constructive criticism always accepted.
I know it's been ages since I've had anything to add!!! But good news, the painting spirit is revived and I am on a roll. I decided to bring work down for the Red Barn festival in Kirksville in October. So I have 9 weeks to put together a show that works together. What fun!
These are my first two paintings of from Michigan.
The first one is a commission ( a bit overdue I must say... sorry Amy. I hope you like it!) and the second one is because my last Autumn painting was the first to sell at the festival last year and I have missed it ever since, so here's a second edition... similar, but quite different.