Saturday, 10 March 2018
Patience on a Step
Titled after the famous line from Shakespeare's Twelfth Night ("She sat, like patience on a monument...smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed?") Not that I think this little dog is feeling grief. Anticipation, perhaps?
Painted almost entirely with a palette knife as I have managed to afflict myself with tendonitis again which makes working a brush painful.
The greys are mixed from alizarin crimson, prussian green and a little paynes grey. A great combo for lots of cool greys.
Hope you like this little dog and that you are enjoying your weekend.