Painting(s) in progress.
In November a couple weeks ago, I was going to go out with Himself, my Patrone, for a hike and a paint. Himself is the one that I married after my first master's degree, and a decade after my mother warned me to get a job that pays . However, it was too breezy. Some plein air painters would say, "that's what happens with painting outside," but I'm still too new to the genre to pull it off. So, I opened up an old ipad that I've repurposed into a reference photo repository to find something worth painting, (this is a pretty genius way to access reference photos, because you can pinch in to see details and isolate color) and came up with this image from Crescent Moon State Park, near Sedona. . I frequently begin my initial blocking in, and many of the later stages, without my glasses on. I do this when painting out of door, as well. It helps me to focus on the big shapes, and to ignore that anxiety that arises when I'm missing out on de...
