|My Guys, under construction|
Spent a part of the day attacking My Guys after it sat in the corner a year or more looking pretty stiff. It's going to be an odd painting, one only the mother who painted it could love. But that's the way painting goes. This is one portrait I can play with till satisfied. There's no one else to account to but me. It will never be perfect, a plus factor. That allows me to paint however the urge moves me. I probably shouldn't show it while it's under construction, but whose blog is it anyway? I am Out on A Limb after all and feeling pretty footloose frisky being back in the studio. Gestural is what I'm after. You can't get gestural, if you don't gesture. Have a great weekend y'all. It's going to be great painting; there's more snow moving in.