Sunday, February 9, 2014
If you ever hear me say...
I was going for up-lighting but shadows from my glasses were getting too dominant.
So I settled on a picture and got to work. The drawing went quickly. I painted the background and the sweater first. Then I decided I didn't like the lighting, so I put it down to 'think' about for a while. A while turned into two weeks. So I decided to just go with it, maybe not go as strong on the shadows, and picked it back up yesterday. Things were looking fantastic; I was ecstatic, elated! And then I made the bad decision to change the color of the sweater. Followed that with a few more bad decisions. It suddenly looked hideous. No really. It did. I just couldn't send it back to Dan like that, so I kept at it. I struggled. I sweated. I finally ended up with something I liked. But then I started fiddling and I could see it going back the other direction. Really, I could have used someone standing next to me, screaming to STOP already!
I did stop eventually. And even though I don't think I did anything USEFUL that last half hour...I am still pleased. I do think that my skills aren't quite up to my imagination just yet. This was still fun...and I don't think I've ever been pushed this far. If it hadn't been in Dan's sketchbook, I probably would have given up. That is probably one of the best lessons I have learned yet with this.--To keep pushing and not give up too soon.
So there...it is now on it's way back to Dan. Or, it will be tomorrow.