the sound of my oars

the sound of my oars

This series, that started with such promise but has been dragged out or squeezed in when I haven't been pushed to do something else, has lost its steam. This last painting (which I quite like now) was a terrible struggle, trying to resolve compositional problems by using colour. By the end it was like working out a puzzle, which can be really challenging, but I think I need to take a break from it so I can return with a fresh eye. I actually have a couple of commissions on my plate (the more-popular landscapes) and I need to make some money, so that's next on the docket.