Some days when you paint, you can’t do any wrong.
The pigments and water seem to literally dance on the sheet.
The brilliant colors blend and merge exactly as you want them to…it’s a magical feeling.
And at the end of the day, you have a satisfied feeling, like a cat that’s caught the canary, that you’ve pulled off another great painting.
Today wasn’t one of those days.
My first attempt was to paint this scene:
I started the sky, and then had to go to the car to look for something.
When I came back, I found something had inadvertently touched the still-wet sky and had left some marks.
This is beyond repair. You can’t fix this.
Some people might say “Oh, Friar, that’s nothing. Nobody will notice that.”
But the point is…I’LL KNOW.
And anyone looking at the painting, will zoom on on these white blemishes, and that’s the only thing they’ll notice.
So I decide to cut my losses, and quit while I’m ahead.
But not without adding some editorial comments of my own.
There was still an hour left to the class, so I decided to start another “easy’ painting.
Unfortunately, I messed up the full moon. The masking compound didn’t cover the area properly, and the moon was lopsided.
And, again, there was nothing I could do to fix this.
So I added some more editorial comments.
And for good measure, I include a giant mutant squirrel wreaking havoc in the woods.
I call him “Chuk-Tor”.