Tuesday, June 22, 2021
Sunday, June 6, 2021
Wednesday, June 2, 2021
Over the weekend I painted two paintings that were abysmal failures by anyone’s standard.
I do hate it when that happens, but I am learning that failures do sometimes contribute to better paintings down the line.
This one would certainly not win a contest with the California Watercolor Association. By their standards I made a lot of bad decisions here that add up to a fairly unremarkable painting.
Yet I also feel it shows some progress because of my weekend failures, which reminded me to wait sometimes for wet areas to dry to a sheen before introducing other colors.
Two steps forward and sometimes three back, but it’s all part of the LC (Learning Curve).
As a side note, my five-month-old grandson “helped” with this one. That is, he sat on my lap while I painted. Everything was out of his reach, but he didn’t object—just watched attentively. Thank you, little A.
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