Sixty-something woman shares ruminations as she plys the latter third of her life with the caveat that age entitles her to be absolutely outrageous whenever possible.
"We Three"
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Decisions, decisions...
I spent a happy hour online looking at what other artists are doing with pastels. Answer: everything. The SAME artist produces a tightly wound, precise little picture, then turns around and does something like this, where it is all mixed up, can't tell which flower begins or ends where, worked over, then worked over again. Funny, it didn't get worse for the scumbling, bumbling around. I think I will fix it, with fixative, then fix it. Tomorrow.
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