There are times, like writers, when a painter finds themselves blocked. Creating falls away in place of repetition, colors become gray and contrast more akin to mud. This occurred for me last week, a canvas that I had worked on for a very long time, desperately wanting to finish, decided not to have a conversation any more.
Sometimes we need to take a break, walk around the block or count the beans in a jar. Setting the painting aside I pulled out a small blank canvas and made the decision to create something quickly. Quickly, well, can be defined differently, in this case eight days. The outcome? A portrait of a blue coat wearing a man.