Die, Mr. Partridge, Die!

I did my best to work around the still visible contours of the partridge body, and finally — after many hours of frustration — came away with a scene that accomplished my purposes.

Let Me Count The Ways…

I started mentally listing all the mistakes I had made in this painting, and even though I considered grabbing my trusty rag and wiping it all away, I just wasn’t up to it. I’d been working on this painting for several days, and emotionally I didn’t want to see all that effort literally “wiped out”.