Second Layer Of Three Layers Done
Then I was fertilized and grew wise;
From a word to a word I was led to a word,
From a work to a work I was led to a work.
22 x 19 inches, 190lb watercolor paper, watercolor and gouache.
Today I was up early, around 5:am and started painting around 6:30am. I stopped painting at 2:30 because my husband needed some attention. What's really weird, when I stopped painting I saw everything as a painting. During the transition from the creative part of the brain to the analytical rational part of the brain can be weird. Plus I find listening to people annoying. I have to let that irratation go and listen to my husband. He loves to talk after lunch and it's rude to say please be quiet I am still in the painting part of my brain. Of course he would understand because he has lived with me for 15 years. He knows I get grumpy, he talks on anyway because he knows I need a little help sometimes in transitioning. But that can also be dangerous because I may just tell him leave me alone, but I usually don't because I feel bad, it's not his fault I am a grumpy Grandma. But OMG, his lame jokes are painful during mundane time, but when I am in that spatial space they are doubly painful. It's funny now but1.5 hours ago, not so funny!
I will work on the crows tomorrow, they are the easiest, very little detail and birds are very easy to draw and paint.
I brought some red and white into the face to cover the browns and yellows that are the undertone colors. Tomorrow I will smooth out the harsh edges of the wrinkles and balance out the highlights and shadows. I do the hands last because I don't like painting hands! They are even more difficult than painting the human face. I will be filling out the clouds, bringing shadow and highlights and bringing the glow to the lightening bolts. This is my favorite part of painting, the fine details.
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