Then, I threw some paint on to a black-gessoed panel. Whoo!
Now I'm scared to continue -- what if I wreck the part I like?!
But that splash of golden in the corner needs attention. Or actually, a little less attention....
Work of the hand
I sat looking across the Skagit Valley for a long time on Thursday just before the sun went down, and again the next morning before the sun came up over Three Fingers in the Cascades. Came home and started this painting, and gave it a name; painted some more today. Seeing it abstracted to a photo, I can see what I want to do next.