Finally received my mixed-media portfolio back.
This was loosely inspired by The Hound of the Baskervilles. Loosely, being defined by flipping through my anthology on a lazy Wednesday afternoon and suddenly slamming my hand down and yelling, I'm going to paint a hound! Yes, I was semi stoned. Yes, there was a glass or two of Vodka in me.
The picture is shit but I lost my camera (which, I think is karma for not giving back an ipod that I found), and I lost the charger for my SLR, so this has to do for now.
Getting this portfolio back has fueled a fire (that will probably fade in a week). I should get to my storage unity and drag some pieces out before this fire fades. Maybe finish something for once. Maybe I'll just start something new. That seems to be what I'm best at - starting. I'll get around to the finishing.
My fingers have been too clean. I need splashes of color on clothes I promised I would never wear when I paint.
The picture is shit but I lost my camera (which, I think is karma for not giving back an ipod that I found), and I lost the charger for my SLR, so this has to do for now.
Getting this portfolio back has fueled a fire (that will probably fade in a week). I should get to my storage unity and drag some pieces out before this fire fades. Maybe finish something for once. Maybe I'll just start something new. That seems to be what I'm best at - starting. I'll get around to the finishing.
My fingers have been too clean. I need splashes of color on clothes I promised I would never wear when I paint.