Dennis Hollingsworth

Bleary

It's close to midnight, and I've just finished the painting.

After a strange delayed start, I was laying paint down by Friday (went to an art opening and a party) and scraped it off Saturday morning. Now, thirty six hours later, it's done. I don't know if i'll like it in the morning. After a shower, I walked back into the studio to see if I would still like it.

And I do.

I'm not coherent enough to write about it now. More to come in the morning.

Suffice it to say that this one was finished with a coup de main, a cut or scoop that excised a sizeable chunk of paint in the center. Ventilation. Big time.