Then and now.
Silent Tiny Pieces of the Sun
Acrylics, ink, and watercolor on canvas panel. 24" x 18"
I finished this one over the weekend and I'm very proud of it. Many failed things all came together in a way that I never expected. It's further testament to my newfound conviction that any painting can be saved if you just keep at it.
It just so happens that I recently found the last landscape I did, and I'd like to present it in the spirit of comparing and contrasting:
Ice Cream Mountains
Acrylics on canvas panel. 24" x 18"
The differences in paintings directly mirror the differences in me that have happened over the past eleven years. When I was finishing up high school in 1998, I was like the older painting. More certain about colors, a little glib, not all that interesting or varied. Like the newer one, I am now more subtle, interesting, complicated, and patient. The colors in my life became far more varied and uncertain, but make up a distinctly vibrant palette.
The brilliant stroke is that the painting I just finished was reclaiming a canvas panel from another failed painting of the spring of 1998. It sort of feels like I'm coming full circle in painting.