This morning’s pastel is not what I expected, although to be fair, I went into it with no other expectations than I didn’t want it to suck. And you know how it is when you’re driving along and you’re afraid of an obstacle in the road and you’re staring right at it and somehow or another you end up driving right into it? Well, that’s what happened.
Here’s what I should have done. I should have had a plan. I should have made a value sketch first so that I could decide on a composition ahead of time. I could have chosen how the painting was going to come together.
This is a mish mash of good intentions but not much else. Sigh. Oh well. I will try it again tomorrow. Truly, I don’t know why I have a fear of flowers. It just always seems to be a horror show by the time I get through with them.