Went home for lunch and finished up another anguished face:
Really struggled with this one. In fact, it was ruined a couple times, but I kept going. Over the past few months I've learned how to knock back passages that are too strong with pure water and brush strokes. It's one of the by products, or benefits, of my 10,000 drawings exercise. The more one paints, the bolder one gets and the bolder one gets, the more one learns about the elasticity of paint on paper.
Anyway, the Bluecoat is mighty anguished, ain't he?
Meanwhile, I found a very strong cloud piece I did last year:
Very moody and strong. I'm going to create an entire sequence, starting with this scene and cutting to a dance in the White Mountains. The Apaches love to dance and come from miles around. Of course, just like in our culture there are those who can't dance very well. . .
"He who cannot dance claims the floor is uneven."
—Old Vaquero Saying