Yesterday I zeroed in on part of a face, my face as a little boy. Today I am getting even closer.
I began with my 3-inch brush loaded with yellow ochre, cadmium red light and titanium white. Two simple streaks and it was done.
But I wasn’t satisfied. I wanted to embed this shape in shadow, just as the eyes in the photograph that Dad took of me.
The watercolor as displayed above no longer exists. Below is its current state, enveloped in dark wash.
It is sometimes very difficult to know when to stop. But I couldn’t resist trying what I thought was the right approach.
I am not sorry I followed my instinct.