For the past 16 months the painting sat in the growing pile of failures. My growing Tower of London, - or to use a contemporary image - the Guantanamo of my short falls. This week, feeling tired, but wanting to work out a few business frustrations in my mind, I pulled it out and decided to work it over with Oil Pastels. A few hours, and a quick critique from my most trusted and hardest critic later, this emerged.
As much as I love working in watercolours, I am beginning to favour opaque media such as pastels and Acrylics. I haven't touched my Oil paints yet for fear of an asthma reaction, but I would like to get them out eventually. Maybe when the weather gets better in a few months and I can take them outside. For now, I think I will be digging through the pile of failures and trying to save a few.
Salmon Arms, Oil Pastel over Watercolour on Fabriano 140lb Rough paper, 9"x12"