Saturday 11 July 2009

Saturday

Good day. Progress with one of my painting ladies - this time she's splashing paint wildly, doing things she's never done before. And she's telling me her plans for the next stage, completely different than anything she's seen in the source image. I don't feel quite so bad now for not quite drawing that caraffe right. In a few months she'll be throwing paint like Vincent himself. Hope so. Worth doing the job for days like this!

A nice step forward compared to yesterday with a lovely but bewildered old guy. What do you tell someone who tells you he just wants to fade away? Who can't find himself, who doesn't know what his purpose is?