Is it done, or not? I think so. It may stay on the easel for a few days as I’m feeling like the composition is not balanced. Does my eye want to move around or just stare at the big red drape? Is that even important?
Here’s where I am…sometimes. The sun is out, you know. I have to take advantage of that!
Yes, it’s complete and I must say that I’ve come to the conclusion that the only part of this painting that the viewer looks at – at least from the comments on Facebook (mostly male)- is this guy’s dick and its size. Well, that was blunt, wasn’t it? It prompted me to rework his scrotum, which, of course, made me more than a little self-conscious – where previously I had no reservations. Geeze. It is done – but now I think his head is too big! ha!
Today was the day that every single time I touched the canvas, some part, in contrast would fall apart or become completely flat. Tomorrow….after some beer.
blah, blah, blah. I was sketching and my son called to tell me that some physicists had proved that time has its own matter, you know, there are solids and gases and time has crystals. It makes my head hurt. Time crystals. Then I started painting this. It is a work in progress from the series 404 Page Not Found.