|Work in Progress: Banana Cream Pie, 30: x 10", acrylic|
We followed a UPS truck moving slowly down our street. He was looking for an address. I was hoping it was mine and all the paint I ordered last weekend would be on my doorstep in moments. But he stopped short of my house. Yellow Cadmium Light would not be on my palette during my afternoon session. Shite.
So I carried on without it incorporating Naples Yellow in the dots and dabs and then moving on to analyze the colors of chocolate under the fluorescent light of a display case. Cool.
I still haven't gone to Michael's to get a canvas for JD--I still haven't heard a word from the art association I joined in order to take the gestural portraiture workshop, which begins on August 13th. Half of me wants it to be a go; the less confident other half wants it to be canceled--well actually, three quarters wants it to be a go and only a quarter wants it to be cancelled. I'd like to size the place up with regards to its value in my life. You all are great, but some talented people in the flesh, who share my interest would be a big plus.
|Detail of a work in progress. There's a lot of crimson in chocolate.|