Wish I could tell you that the painting I was sanding in the last blog worked out the way I had planned, that it was finished and hanging. But it is still not complete. I feel like I’ve had a blow …well not to the stomach but to the heart. So I sand again. I start again.
I often think I’m the only one that can’t get it right the first time, or the second time, or sometimes even the third time. I know they (who is “they”?) tell you not to post anything that is not finished, but here it is anyway, just a germ of an idea.
If art is about the journey, then right now my road is bumpy.