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oil on masonite
sold
Unlike the norm, I've labored over another painting for 3 days. At some point, my stubborn side turns into exhaustion and I think the next day will magically take care of my failures. Most days have flow - few don't. It comes with the job. A lesson I learned a while back was to check on the rest of my life, see what's out of sorts - like a house that needs cleaning or laundry that needs washing. Simple things like that can preoccupy the mind and clog up the creative process. And most importantly, I shelved the 3-day failure, squeezed out a new palette of oils and I'm moving on.
This painterly piece was taken from the beaches of Hilton Head Island - a new mother introducing her child to the best playground, the beach.
This painterly piece was taken from the beaches of Hilton Head Island - a new mother introducing her child to the best playground, the beach.