lost and found edges

back again

got some hols time so getting back into it all.  Good.

 So got the bigger brushes out and started loosening it all up a bit.  Like the contrasts.

This one got all tight, which wasn't what I wanted at all.

inching

Shifting Positions

 of eyeline, hand, shoulders, lots!  feels much better now so may start with the glazes and lighting next

Back to the Stands

Finally got some sense of what kind of a loose 'area around' I want, both in terms of colour and texture (been scribbling with the oil pastels into a thin mix of Liquin (an oil medium, my all time most cherished) and paint.  Not finished yet, but enjoying having found what I was so fruitlessly looking for the last few months.  Hope is indeed that thing with feathers . . . (thanks ED)

Fire Starts and On

How long will the dodgy fire metaphors go on for?  How many dodgy fire metaphors are there. . . ono.

Playing with Fire

Added some oil pastels to this, then attacked it with a palette knife, then turps.  Laying on and scraping off, destruction and creation (with luck): how very meta-textual . . .and with no idea if it'll come off or not. But the playing's good.  And look no matches.