Every now and then, I make something I’m relatively happy with, and I know I should stop for the day. A little voice timidly points out that if I move on too soon, I’ll run the risk of wrecking the piece. Most of the time, I listen.
Today, I did not.
The brand of gloss I use is difficult to work with because it’s got to be mixed WITH the paint, not added afterward. When I’d finished the first stage, I realized that I’d forgotten that step entirely. What I should have done was waited–a minimal effect is better than none.
I touched the paint gingerly. Seemed dry enough. So I added the gel and began to spread.
I realized immediately that I’d made a big mistake–all my colors blended together, becoming blueish-grey feedback with hints of neon pink. But the effect was so transformative that once I’d started, I had to keep going.
Although I lost what I thought was a rather cool painting, this is not necessarily a bad thing—the paintings are supposed to enrich the fiction, not the other way around. If a piece is too busy, it can be distracting.
So I think that for the second stage, I’ll apply a light-colored coat (banana and cucumber mix, perhaps), ink the poem FIRST, and then add embellishments once that’s done.
Materials used: acryl gouache, acrylic paint, abstract acrylic liner, blending paint.
Want to see everything I’ve created in the same place? Because you can do that!