I never quite thought of it this way before, but today it occurred to me that these first stages of painting are kind of like it used to be way back in the old days when we would wait around for Polaroid snapshots to develop! The colors are just starting to come in, but there is no real definition or detail.
So here’s the first pass for Billy and his mares. The drawing took forever…again. This is starting to be a pattern, but I guess I shouldn’t care as long as it turns out OK. It’s snowing all day today, so I should be able to hang out and get maybe a couple more passes on the canvas.