So this painting is now finished. What a process! Mostly enjoyable but with periods of angst and indecision. Just like life. The thing I love is that my painting process is that it reminds me that so much of life is about letting go, moving on, re painting the metaphorical canvas. This applies to every moment as it dies. It is the key to contentment (or one of them) as is living life for the process; the journey, not the final destination. In the end, the final destination is usually good if the path trodden is a mindful one.
Another piece of work I'm grappling with at the moment is the stitching of a printed version of the painting you saw on the previous post.
I'm hoping to put it in an exhibition at the Redhouse Glass Cone gallery in September so I had better get a move on with that!