This started as a project in mix media (acrylic, pastel, pencils) that went wrong then I basically painted over in oil.
The bottom is the inspiration that hangs on our entry wall.
Next up first attempt.
And the top painting, after messing that up, I have ended here.
I know I am my worst critic but for all I am lacking I am just glad for the time I can practice and try different things. Press on. 🙂
I really want to learn to paint people well but I don’t want to take classes; though I’m sure I would benefit from it, because I just don’t want to hassel trucking supplies, driving to and from then spending a couple hours. It represents a chunk of time I feel guilty taking when my help is needed elsewhere. So I found lovely paintings in a calender and have begun to try my
hand at copying the style. This first picture shows my start on the left and the calendar painting on the right. Isn’t it just too precious?!
How are you preparing for Easter?
I saw a photo of this dad and daughter walking in the woods and felt compelled to paint it. There is something so powerful and precious and necessary to the growth and health of the mind and heart of a little girl that only a loving daddy can provide.
Salvaged this rough 23.5″X14″ wood. Found a barn foto from National Geographic Traveler Magazine and Voila! Oil on scrap. What do you think? I feel like adding “There’s no place like home.” lol. I guess you can take that two ways: “Glad I don’t live there!” Or, like Dorothy from Wizard of Oz: “I need a place like that in my life!”