A couple of weeks ago I shared a demo piece that I had started in Valentine, Ne., while sharing a workshop with the Sand Painter's Art Guild. Go ahead and scroll down to the last post, I'll wait.
It was almost done...almost. Those of you who participate in creative endeavors understand that "finished" is a relative term. Sometimes it takes years to be relieved of the itch to make just one more little teeny tiny change that will transform a piece into a masterpiece. Sometimes that itch never goes away.
This is where I left the demo after adding bales to fill in, and a flock of sparrows to tie in the right and left side.
I was close. So close.
And yet. Something was still not quite right.
It took a few hours of hemming and hawing, staring out the window, checking email, doing a few dishes, painting on and wiping off to achieve this:
Just three little dashes of paint with a teeny tiny brush. So what's the big deal?
Those three little swipes of the brush build a bridge from left to right
and continue the sweep of the road upward toward the tree.
©2013Patricia Scarborough 12x16 oil
It's small, but significant, like a fine silk that holds a lovely garment together. Now I can declare it finis!
At least I'm pretty sure.
You're invited to see for yourself. This painting and many others will soon be hanging at Graham Gallery in Hastings, Ne. for an exhibit titled "Elements" with wood turner Harold G. Adams. Soon as in October 2nd through October 31st, just a few days away.
Stop by Friday, October 4th from 5 to 8, I'll be there with Harry and you can tell me for yourself; did those three little marks do it?