I’ve found little time to paint today, but did get the hands laid down, establishing my bony friend as the rock star death. I will get more work done this weekend, after I’ve learned how to fix my car brakes.Â
I’ve moved the painting to the other side of the studio because in order to paint the hands, which are about ten feet from the ground now that the painting is on the big easel, I’ve got to use my rolling platform, which makes it completely impossible to step back from the painting to see how the work looks. By going to the other side of the room I can simply look back over my shoulder into the mirror, which is splendid.
