Opening up some of my sketchbooks, I rediscovered a project that changed course. It was a commission for a half-sized flying bald eagle, but it morphed into a kestrel fighting a snake. Anyway, the sketchbook was dedicated to documenting the eagle, and nothing else, so...
It's been a busy last couple days. Trying to get ahead on some stuff so there will be time to get a piece done for an upcoming party...er...Competition. So, needless to say, there've been some late evenings in the studio. Not stupid-crazy-hallucination-late-evenings,...
The few hours I had left on the piece turned into another all night session. All because my demon raised her ugly head again and convinced me I needed to "fix" some stuff. I actually lost track of what day it was. What follows made me quit for a while and force myself...
Here’s something I’m curious about:
Today was a day that shouldn’t have seen a paint brush.
Something I Notice Happens…I’m painting away and get to a spot that needs a very light hand…pretty thin lines and they need to be precise.
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