A work in progress – I was not happy with the perspective on the latest painting. It still has some major tweaks before I can begin getting down to business – yesterday I made some major adjustments. That is the nice thing about oils, you can just go in and lay in paint and change the entire underpainting – as long as you are not working over a layer of impasto.
I am not looking for realism in my paintings as much as impact. I love exaggerated angles, and play with perspective.
And speaking of perspective, your outlook on life consists entirely of perspective. It is so easy to get bogged down in the peripheral issues such as fretting over the 1/8th tank of gas you have in your truck; meanwhile somebody else has no vehicle and has to commute 40 miles one way to their job. Fretting doesn’t solve anything, and I should have learned by now that things always tend to work themselves out.
Two weeks ago I was depressed over my employment situation, this week I have two jobs and am turning down gigs, there are so many. True, I have to wake up at 3AM to make it to my steady gig, and I am not a morning person. Another two weeks, however, and my body will adapt – but right now my body is fighting the urge to fall into bed.
Instead, I am spending a little time in the studio making more adjustments to the painting. It will all fall into place at once, and then I will step back and realize that it is done. Somewhere in all this I have to figure out when I am going to be able to fit in three days on a gold-mining expedition. My buddy Bob has all of the equipment, we plan to head down to the Tucson area and do some panning and set up the sluice if our permits allow.