First the drought, now the flood.

I painted this from a half-done drawing last week, my first week open at the studio/gallery. My head was reeling from what I had just committed my self to and I just wanted to sit there and catch my breath. After a while, I felt compelled to put brush into paint and move it around, though I didn't feel capable of creating anything worth while. I started this and then finished today. Sometimes I do better when I tell myself that I'm just fiddling around. I don't know if this is great but it did turn out better than my recent efforts when I was trying to accomplish Great Art.

Taking the photo is like stepping back to view what you've just done. In this photo, his right hand looks a little silly. Maybe it's a little too big but it is closer to the viewer than is his face... don't know. I'm too close to tell.