No you're not having an episode of dae-ja-vue, this is the Tuscany painting that I did and hated and refused to finish painting. Hate is a strong word, maybe a bit strong but I took a knock in confidence with this painting. I didn't paint for quite a while after this one, I even considered throwing in the towell, opps I mean- brushes! I came very close.
But as you have seen I couldn't quite do it. I'm not sure where I am going with this painting yet. I need to better define the hills but where I paint is cold, the paint dosn't like it much and neither do I. I am strangely good with that though. Not having a deadline means I don't have to paint if I don't want to. Not having any idea where I am going means I don't know if I have made a mistake. It's liberating and I love it. I'm thinking trees...maybe some leaves, maybe a flax bush. Maybe tomorrow, maybe next week. There's joy not fear in not knowing or caring what comes next or when 'next' is. I will be as suprised as anyone to see the end result of my mysterious painting...and very pleased to see the end of Tuscany!!