I want to paint him. I want to paint him SO much! I started prepping the background of a canvas for this with all the beautiful iridescent paints I have. But, I needed to keep the centre blank for him. I painted around a basic outline of where his shoulders, arm and head would/should go. I could see as I was filling in around the centre, I was going to make his face too wide and short. Increasingly disheartened, I painted the whole canvas in.
I struggle too much with getting angles, proportions and aspect ratios right.
If I can pick myself back up off the floor, I might try doing something with it again tomorrow…but I think it’ll probably just turn into a bird canvas – again.
A flamingo, or some humming birds.
It’s bloody horrible wanting to paint someone so much, but you feel you can’t.
The only time I remotely felt successful at painting him was with this…
I want to believe in myself! I want to believe I have ability…CAPABILITY…but I am just perpetually unhappy with what I achieve when I paint. Especially when I try to paint Jim.