I just finished a painting that took forever-epic-long. At first, I hated it, since it's a little cartoony. Then, it grew on me a little, but it still isn't my favorite. N doesn't understand why I like to leave so much sky. The reason is that I like painting skies and I really like how landscapes look with huge skies.
I have no idea what I'll do with it now, but it's safe from N throwing it away at least until it dries. He's been trying to get rid of this particular slab of masonite for probably a year, and I've continually thwarted him by painting it a bit every time he gets almost to the point of action. See in the upper right the note he left me: You have until Nov 15th to do something me (finish or move). After that date I will go into the trash. Sincerely, Unfinished Painting Ah, complete sentences. But I guess we shouldn't expect that much from a painting, eh?
I have no idea what I'll do with it now, but it's safe from N throwing it away at least until it dries. He's been trying to get rid of this particular slab of masonite for probably a year, and I've continually thwarted him by painting it a bit every time he gets almost to the point of action. See in the upper right the note he left me: You have until Nov 15th to do something me (finish or move). After that date I will go into the trash. Sincerely, Unfinished Painting Ah, complete sentences. But I guess we shouldn't expect that much from a painting, eh?
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