She’d said to him,
Then the darkness
of coldstone sleep.
Generations flutter by,
Then, at long last, unveiled.
Textures, textures, textures. The painting began with a garden in the background but I couldn’t do it. It took attention away from the statue and it was cluttered and ugly, destroying the mood and ruining whatever thoughts I might have had. I admit I often lose myself in pretty clothes, clouds or flowers when I paint, but I think I stayed with the emotion of it in this one. Looked at lots of pictures of statues to get the feel of them (and to figure out how to do her figure), but referenced mainly from my trusty chair, pillows and blanket. I try to always keep fabric draped while painting, it really helps.
Inspired by Rome ( :waves to the bunch of lovely Italians, they know who they are: ) and worked on over some time, coming back to it occasionally before diving into it completely this week.
Sorry if I’ve not been around much lately… lots and lots of work, and now it’s summer – we have such short summers in Sweden, I want to enjoy it while it lasts.