That’s what I did on this 20-minute oil study on prepared brown chipboard. I had much more fun with this subject than with the model, who was twisted up in a pretzel. I loved the way the mullions of the windows were casting a shadow on the sheer curtains.
I usually try to check first with the folks around me to see if it’s OK, and usually they don’t care.
At the San Diego Comic Con the organizers asked me to go up on a stage and paint something out of my imagination. This is a tradition for artist-guests at comic conventions, they explained. So I set up my little easel. A group of onlookers gathered round.
“What are you going to paint?” someone asked. My mind instantly went blank. I tried to dream up dragons or giant ant-men or six-armed lizards, but my muse had flown. So I turned to the fellow next to me; I think his name was Donald Yee. Aha! Problem solved. There was my subject!
Related GJ post: The Ninety Degree Rule: link.
Tomorrow: Color Obtains