Yesterday I worked on a 24x24" that I ended up unhappy with.
I woke, this morning, and after rubbing my eyes stared at it in horror.
It's been a long time since I've been so incredibly unhappy with a work.
And the irony is I was so excited for this piece because the drawing (foundation of a good painting) was phenomonal.
I think it was due.
A bad work.
It's related to the 'bam' I mentioned earlier.
The four pieces I had done before this one I was really happy with.
So I think I just need to change/adjust something about the way I'm painting now.
But what, but what?
*heads to lab*
*dones white coat*
*looks for goggles*