#40 Radishes 2/24/19

Carol's guest writers in her book, the one's who talked about loosing one's mojo (something I'm not unfamiliar with, but so far not with the painting gig) mentioned that you can't let a lack-luster end-product get you down.  Not every thing you paint will be good, but some things will....let it happen.  And tonight I finished the radishes and said, hmmmmmm this one turned out NICE!  The radishes were purchased the same day as the turnips.  For some reason I didn't like how the pic of the radishes turned out, but there they were in my "Daily Painting Picture Stash" file. 

Dave spent the day at his Mom's house, I met him there after work, the hospice people are saying that she has reached a transition towards death.  Not eating, not drinking, bed-ridden, keeping comfort from morphine and loved ones afoot.  When we got home, and discussed tomorrow, and how it could be the last day....well, once that conversation was over I needed something to completely take my focus elsewhere.  An icky picture of radishes seemed like it might block out the world and I went at it with a carefree, glad to be thinking of something besides whether Bev's occasional heavy sighs might be last gasps.

Something new: I started with a pre-colored canvas.  Yesterday I used my left-over paint to smear all over a blank canvas.  Today I used it.  It was lighter at one corner, so I picked that for where the light source was.  And I used graphite for the floor and was going to use dark brown for the top background, but decided the base color of the canvas looked pretty good.  It came together easily, and I felt ready to stop without getting picky about details.  It was very satisfying.