to take progress photos today. I was too busy concentrating on my painting. It is a strange space I paint in...
It's a very beautiful home, everything spotless, scary for a messy pup like me romping around with paint close to gorgeous furniture. The clients keep popping home from work to watch progress, and while I don't notice the silence at all when I am painting alone, when there are people seated on the couch watching my back view as I paint I find the silence most disconcerting. The good thing is, though, that apart from the odd question they don't try to talk to me, understanding that I need to concentrate.
I am sitting in the studio listening to music wafting up from the valley. I'd love to go down, but I need to eat, walk the dogs, and rest up for two 4 hour painting stints tomorrow, punctuated by an informal English lesson over lunch.
At the end of tomorrow the fresco will be in its final form, but still lacking shadows and detail.
If I forget to say happy birthday until evening (you know who, down in the valley) please forgive me and take it as being already said!
Today I am grateful for frozen food and an oven.
A New Season Begins – March 2024
8 months ago
3 comments:
Must be quite a novelty to have an artist working in (and on!) one's home!
I think you could ask them (subtly) to leave you alone while you're working. Before you know they bring family and friends in . . . . .
Good luck ♥
The friends have come already, but that's a good sign; I have another commission! Smaller, but it is work. The new one will be a completely different subject. It's all good!
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