Friday, December 11, 2009
I stayed up late reworking this piece last night, have the onset of a cold and am not thinking properly. I thought this piece was done, then changed my mind three times. Skipped the bad roads and expenditure of life drawing this week and drew at home rather than clean house, exercise, or prepare for Christmas. (Also that vexing dog commission... which is likely my weekend time expenditure.) As was my previous oil pastel,"Ode to Rousseau" there are layers and layers of changes. I could actually make a whole new drawing by scratching into the piece. Critically, I changed things and really lost my self perspective or should I say the perspective. It used to have a nice ear rather than the pretzel it ended up with. Really, I don't walk around with pretzels in my ears. I shortened the face too much to be realistic. But I think I may have gotten some of my soul embedded in the layers.