This crazy, never ending drawing was started fourteen months ago. I set it aside for long stretches of time while I worked on other things, and it honestly felt like a huge weight around my neck every time I looked at it, because I knew that -really- I should just finish it already. Now it represents an entire year of my life. Strange. Anyway, I feel relieved. And I think I'll take photos tomorrow.
When I was revamping my website and going through photos of my paintings, I kept feeling like something was missing. And it was! I nearly forgot about this one. It was the only painting I completed post-baby (until recently), mostly because I felt I didn't have the long chunks of time I prefer when oil painting. It's sad (and goes to show how frazzled my mind was at the time) that this is the best photo I have. "Piles and Piles" went off to a good home shortly after this photo was taken.
This painting is making me bananas. When I see it, I want to throw things at it. Amongst whatever else is wrong with it, it's now overworked, and I don't know if I can save it. It bums me out, and I hate to give up, but this could be it.
It was the first painting I attempted in this landscape series, and so it was the least clearly defined going in, and I KNOW that not every painting works out... I just hate to be a quitter.
Never let me be called particularly tech savvy. Let's just say that my shiny new scanner is up and running, and I don't want to talk about how we got to this point.
The first landscapes to be finished were some of the last to be started. Perhaps I simply needed to do fewer work-arounds, having already figured out what I wanted. Is this why it pays to do detailed studies, maybe? Hmm.