I have seen films about people who paint slowly and people who paint fast. The ones who paint slowly use tiny sable brushes and work with great certainty. The ones who paint fast use big brushes and display a level of desperation.
As an art student I was the latter. Over a period of decades I have become the former. It seems to me that as I become slower so the work gets better.
Let’s hope the inevitable conclusion to this does not crystallise.
Shapes crawling across the landscape. Day 4