Well, I figured I ought to post this now that I feel as if I accomplished a little bit. Besides, I need something to show for this crink in my neck.
I find I can only work at it for a few minutes at a time before I start going cross eyed—Suddenly I'll realize I’m massaging my neck and need to back off till later. Oh, the hazards!
Oh come on now—you knew I couldn't resist all that grass!
hey, there's some hay,, maybe needs a little more detail,, ummmm maybe not,, just right..
ReplyDeleteI know you think I'm crazy Glenn, but there will be more detail to the grass. That's just phase 1, as if YOU didn't know :)
ReplyDeleteI must say, THIS is where you MUST do all that detail on the grass or the picture will lose it's amazing texture. Keep going!!!
ReplyDeleteI suppose so, Michelle--otherwise it's just a few people hanging around in a wide open space!
ReplyDeleteWhoa, that's a lot of, er, grass. Very nicely done, well worth the crick!
ReplyDeleteThanks, 'Entre Nous'--I suppose it's time to get back at it!
ReplyDeleteI've often wondered at artisans that so very much time with such detail. In a way I am envious for their world has finite boundaries and defined goals an involves such an incredible patience. There just seems to be something calming about 'getting it just right'.
ReplyDeleteMy envy is my incredible lack of patience.
Jerry, I have to admit, there is something calming about 'getting it right.' It's an illusion, of course, feeling as if we have ultimate control over something. The 'patience' is merely a pretext--a manifestation of an obsessive quest for control, in a world where I otherwise have so little.
ReplyDeleteI like to think that other 'real' artists do it with wild abandon, giving expression to creative whims simply to set them free...