EVERYTHING I TOUCHED

didn’t turn to gold, not s**t, either, more like bronze. One of those sessions when you know instantly that its going to be a grind. How can mixing paint one day be different from any other? I decided to press on without inspiration but with pig headed determination. Gradually I started making more right than wrong decisions and the painting started to advance. Its funny when things are going badly you can’t think of anyway to improve a painting. But when things are going well it seems every area can be improved, and more importantly you know what is needed. After a tough afternoon this painting has improved.

Alwinton. Day 6