Thursday, August 1, 2019

Four Days After

I haven't painted in what feels like ages, so I disinterred an old piece of canvas and started daubing oil paints on it with no idea or plan in mind. Unlike doodling with a pencil, one cannot take oil paints for a casual ramble and let them completely lead the way and go where they will, otherwise I'd blame the paints for the colors being too sweet. Since I'm not a very good photographer, the colors in this post are more candy-colored than the original, but even the original's colors are a bit over the top. Still, it was wonderful just holding a paintbrush again and I hope to do another painting before this century ends.

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