Queen Ann with Blue, 6x6, Oil on Gessobord, 2008
A few weeks ago I wrote a post about the challenge of working from some nice photos that I had taken of wild flowers on the side of our road.
And because I know you are all just waiting on the edge of your seat to find out what happened with them, today I will put you out of your misery.
I had mixed results. The one above was probably the best one of the three that I started. It also took the longest, was wiped down the most (8 times and I know because I counted) and is responsible for a bruise on my right foot where the corner jabbed me like a dagger after oops, the stupid thing slipped out of my hands while I wiping the 7th color try off. I was tempted to fling it across the room after all that happened but that always causes more problems and so I decided to give the stupid painting one more shot.
Needless to say after all that drama I wasn't too keen on doing the next one, but I tried anyway and it simply turned out ok. The third one? I didn't even bother with it. Sometimes it is just really good to move on. I had a whole batch of other flowers that were working better and so I focused on them which made me feel better (they can be seen here).
Not sure if I will do more flowers for now. They can be fun, yet they can also drive me crazy and that is totally the last thing I need right now. heh.