Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Pay It Forward
Portraiture makes me nervous. I have to walk away from it often during the painting session. I think my nervousness is caused by the medium and my limited brush situation, not by whether I'll get a likeness or not. I feel pretty confident about that. It's the materials that makes me antsy; they feel brand new in my hand. I guess with time and a few portraits under my belt, I'll relax. To relax today, I started the 8 x 10 portrait of my number one son on stretched canvas you see above. I love just starting. Everything goes reasonably well--till you get down to the nitty gritty where anxiety steps in. My brushes leave a lot to be desired, but the sketch is coming along. It is nice though to have someone else to practice on rather than myself.
While I was running the stairs from floor to floor searching for index cards (and getting my exercise out of the way), I spotted the Mourning Doves on my deck rail. They were up to something. I ran down stairs to get my camera hoping out loud they would still be there when I got back. They were and I did catch them billing and cooing. Notice how both birds have their eyes closed as they kissed. When the male bird figured he had done enough wooing, he strutted away to preen his feathers surprising me and disappointing his mate.