Here's another Blitz Oil Girl. I got into the turps on this one and began splashing like mad. That's why it looks like Bobo the Monkey Boy did assists.
I think this session was two hours, so it wasn't as crazy as the hour and a halfs I've been doing recently.
That's a little joke. Doing an oil painting in two hours is still like writing a song as you perform it in front of a live audience. Mistakes are bound to happen, but the expression will be dead honest and something just might occur that never can be captured again.
There's so much spirit in a loose oil painting. It's like nothing else. And I love how, when you move in for a closer look, the whole image flies apart before your eyes.
Last edited by kev ferrara; July 15th, 2007 at 11:02 AM.