02 Dec Humph
A couple of posts back I was writing about my recent habit of going back and repainting older paintings that I’d never been quite satisfied with or knew I could do better now, and I was wondering if I did that and the result was not as good… less better… a stinker … whether I’d fess up and post it here.
I knew I shouldn’t have written that.
Here is what I did a few months back. It’s just a little teensy one, and at first I really liked it and then over time it looked a bit dull to me. Not very lively. To be fair (she says, not at all defensive) this photo helped it out by adding a nice shine, which is what the painting was missing on its own.
I figured I’d go back in and use the more playful brushstrokes I’ve been liking.
Still a bit dull. Huh.
So after painting and staring and scratching my head I got something sharp and started scratching in and prying off.
Oh ho ho, I’m so clever, I thought to myself. (You see, friends think I need more confidence in myself and my work, and sometimes I do, but they don’t have access to the jerk voice in my head. The same guy who tells me if I’m having a cookie why not have eight? What’s the harm??)
Well. I’m not sure.
I find myself missing that smooth painting I started with. And which of course doesn’t exist anymore. This new one seems a little… hairy.
Well there you go. I fessed up.
And you know what? I think I’m going to paint it big now! Huge! Silly mango.