Yup, I was right. She's a stinker. Today was overcast until a few minutes ago but I, the crazy optimist, began the final glazes anyway. As predicted, the tonal shifts were so subtle as to be M.I.A. at times. That, combined with the fact that she's at the ugly duckling stage, has led to the kind of painting session where I end up with paint on my nose and a bucket of frustration. Like every other artist, I move in to peer and out to scan, toggling values constantly. The reds are still predominant, but milky blues are at least beginning to make their presence felt. It might necessitate leaving this babe to settle down for a few days. When the shine dies down, it's much easier to make correct judgments.
I don't even want to start the detailing of the canoeists until I can go in with a tiny brush.
So I shall move over to the second "Above the Credit." Jon and I were walking last week just before dusk and I was reminded why autumn makes us shiver with delight: on a sunny day it's the orange of the leaves against the blue of the sky; later, at dusk, (as it is in the shot I took), the leaves look yellow against the purple banks across the river. In both cases, complementary colours perform their usual magic of making the lighter colour POP.
And I need a title for the duckling. Any ideas?
I don't even want to start the detailing of the canoeists until I can go in with a tiny brush.
So I shall move over to the second "Above the Credit." Jon and I were walking last week just before dusk and I was reminded why autumn makes us shiver with delight: on a sunny day it's the orange of the leaves against the blue of the sky; later, at dusk, (as it is in the shot I took), the leaves look yellow against the purple banks across the river. In both cases, complementary colours perform their usual magic of making the lighter colour POP.
And I need a title for the duckling. Any ideas?
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