Imagine for a moment, please, that Mona Lisa wasn't famed for her smile, but rather for her look of worry and constipation.
Progression of a self portrait in oil over the past couple of days. The magnifying glass has gotten my out of having to practice painting noses.
It's been so hot today that I started dreaming of swimming pools. For some reason this face popped into my mind...
I've thinking about how the textures and shapes of a Japanese rock garden as viewed from above might translate into a kind of abstract work. After doing this small, very rough and hasty sketch I think the canvas would need to be big and A LOT of thick paint (possibly with something like sand added) would need to be used to create a satisfying piece. One to park for now.