Winfield, Missouri store along Highway 79
Mercy, mercy me! I cannot shake loose to find quality time to paint! Just finished my last college lectures and am preparing to give finals, and high school has a way of accelerating in the final weeks. I worked on this painting a little last night, this morning, and again this afternoon. I am covered up with high school preparations for tomorrow’s classes, have fallen behind on grading, yet this painting is no longer whispering from the corner of the studio, but shouting, indeed shrieking for my attention. And it’s all I want to look at now. I suppose the only positive thing that I can say is–it appears Icould be finished with this by the weekend. I would truly like to have it signed and delivered by then. That is my goal.
The painting is large by my usual standards (about 22 x 28″), and I seem to get lost every time I get involved in rendering the shadows under the awning, or the depths of the interior seen through the windows, or even the wood grains on the carpentry that graces the front of this dying structure. This morning, I began laying in the lines for brickwork along the left side of the composition, and believe me, I will get lost once I begin the brick rendering. I love this part of a painting–when I know I am more than half-way to the finish. That is when the quality of my breathing changes, my pulse slows, and I feel that I have entered another world.
O.K., back to the school work. Maybe I’ll be privileged enough to return to this tonight.
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