Thoughts and tangential meanderings on horses, painting, and anything else that captures my interest
Monday, May 21, 2012
Time to Call It a Day ...
Right now, I'm tired and probably more critical than usual, so I won't make final judgment ... but ... painting the neck has made it loose the floating, emergent, mysterious quality. I'll wait till I've finished the face and mane, Then I might do one more softening [I hope] overall wash.
Why green? The color of youth, purity ... it just seemed appropriate.