
I am one of those people who needs extreme downtime after a lot of social activity, or situations like travel. Today was a darkened, downtime day.
For the arting I pulled up one of the blind contour self-portraits I have been doing and mixed some acrylic ink with fluid medium to try out a new, inexpensive, brush I acquired on my travels.
The painting is shit, the ink mix is marvellous, the brush is going to have lots of sisters when I get back to the shop I bought it from.
Sometimes when I am dismissive of the way a bit of painting went, or if I’m just feeling like making big, sweeping, movements, I dry-brush all over the piece. In doing that, I messed up the iris in a way I couldn’t possibly recreate, but it became the moment in the painting I really like.
I need another 12 hour sleep on my own mattress before I am back to what passes for normal around here.
Til the morn,
Suzanne
729/800
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