I've been listening to Azure Ray, reading some J.D. Salinger, and admiring too much Yoshitomo Nara this weekend. This is how my painting turned out as a result. It's been raining in Denver off and on all weekend, which is good for gardens, but always leaves me a bit lackluster. I wouldn't survive in Seattle.
|Ellie, 8x10 acrylic on canvas paper|
I left her a bit more flat than my other recent paintings. It seemed to fit her mood. It reminds me of how Bilbo Baggins described himself: "I feel thin, sort of stretched, like butter, scraped over too much bread."
And, of course, cloudy Monday mornings are somewhat less than ideal for photographing paintings indoors without a fancier camera than I happen to possess. I'm sure I'll get a scan soon though.
Here's hoping the week is a little sunnier!
All the best,