Looking back at old sketchbooks, they were terrible. They were rushed and flat. No more than underpainting really. So now I’m trying to find how far I can go. In previous years, I’d work out an idea then swap to oil.
Another couple of hours while listening to Tom Yourke’s Sispiria.
To think I nearly scrapped this two days ago. I went to bed frustrated and disheartened ready to cut the page out of the book in the morning. The next day ( day 2), I washed over it with burnt umber glazes as discussed in a previous post.
Today, with Tom Yorke CDs playing, I get to this stage. It looks better in the sketchbook than in this photo.
There is a lesson to tell the kids at school. They often abandon pictures in the first half feeling a frustration akin to my feelings the other day. I must urge them to persist and show them how to fix rather than scap unfinished artworks.
I should have taken a photo after the 1st session yesterday. Problem was it was so fragmented that I was all set on scrapping the picture by bedtime. In the morning, various solutions were floating in my mind. Maybe layer up tissue paper and paint over that; prime the page with gesso; wash over with burnt umber.
I did the latter while looking at the photo without glasses. It will look better with some skin tones and hair, I hope.