I miss having old-school, beautifully fucked up dreams that make zero sense whatsoever. One I had earlier this week met those standards of surrealism and more!
I tried to use my imagination for this, but I had to fall back on photo reference, to finish it. THe problem with the composition is I did not use a background colour. I did this about 3 years ago.
Their are mountains in the background.
When you are in this forest, you are lost, until the sun rises again to show the path out of madness. This was one of the first large paintings, that I completed. Its a strange thing because when I was painting it, i distorted the horizon line.The line should be level by right.
Practicing tone with different levels of pencil pressure I found very difficult to do because it requires an immense amount of patience and my hat is off to all of you who have mastered it. ⁀⊙﹏☉⁀
I am gaining an interest in figure drawing from the imagination. Drawing a figure is like craving a away at a block of granit. You make many atempts to get the figure right.
An old lime kilin.These were used to make fertiliser for farming, before the introduction of chemical fertilisers. They made lime out of burnt charcoal.They are not used any more.
I was inspired to do this after seeing a work in a Dk art book.This is about the relationship I had in the past with my doctors. Today, I have moved past the fighting and I work with these people.
