
When I’d get to the point of almost screaming with frustration, painting the roses, I’d start adding a few touches to the tablecloth. Then I’d guiltily shift back to the roses. Then the petals. Then bits of the vases. Ach…..
Oil painting adventures from northern Michigan
When I’d get to the point of almost screaming with frustration, painting the roses, I’d start adding a few touches to the tablecloth. Then I’d guiltily shift back to the roses. Then the petals. Then bits of the vases. Ach…..
out of the frustation and impatience comes the art, can’t have one without the other. I glad that you experience these emotions also; I’ll bet every artist who ever put brush to canvas also felt
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