A third painting based on my meanderings around Caulfeild Park has finally made an appearance on a much-worked canvas. There are probably 3 or 4 (or more) painting attempts beneath the final image. I don’t think painters are supposed to admit this (Painting Rules Manual, Item #467: ‘Painting over old paintings is Bad’) but I have a thing about waste and having endless canvases around with bad paintings on them. I rather like the texture that resulted from my do-over process anyway.
Caulfeild 3, acrylic, 24″ x 12″
On the drawing side, I did my own little urban (rural?) sketch at Southlands Farm in July. Farm animals are charming. Even the pigs were cute. I’ll draw them next time.
Ah, Caulfeild (and you even spelled it right, which seems wrong and yet is right because that’s how it’s spelled!) – a beautiful place for introverts and quiet seekers. You’ve captured it. Very beautiful.
P.S. Bring on the pigs…
Hey, I recognize that chicken!
Thought you might!