Rotary Phone Black

12"x18" oil on panel (8 process shots below.) I did not even know I had the process shots you see below. The memory of shooting them had exited the empty building that is my cranium. If I had not digitally stumbled upon them, they would still be hidden away. I guess the big surprise is not that I forgot shooting them or that I was lucky enough to come upon them by accident. The big surprise is that I shot them at all. When I paint, I paint. I do not do other things. I might take a drink of water and I may cuss and spit a bit, but I consider cussing and spitting part of the painting process. (Actually, I do not spit—it's a disgusting habit.) So, the existence of these photos is a complete mystery to me. Wait a minute... I just had a thought. There is a being who floats around here, going in and out at will—quieter than a mouse and more graceful than a gazelle. AND, this being has an iPhone. Criminy! I should never have given The Spousal Unit that dang iPhone.

Posted December 7, 2018




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