Well, I wasn't done with the double portrait, after all. Not technically, anyway. My customer loved it, but I noticed that a little paint was flaking off in the bottom left corner. Some of the green had flaked away, revealing the white-primed panel beneath. That absolutely should not happen!
I probed the area with an X-acto knife, and surmised that my thinned-down acrylic underpainting, with only a little thinned-down oil paint on top, was the problem there. I decided to facilitate mechanical binding.
To that end, I scored the area with my knife, then applied another, slightly thicker layer of green paint with no medium or thinner added to it.
Last night, just for fun, I set up my new French easel. Mom and Dad found it at a yard sale--along with dozens of tubes of student-grade acrylics, lots of brushes, and five or six palette knives. Very, very nice! I've never had a French easel before. It ought to be very useful for plein air painting.
Last Sunday, Kim's cousin Matt came to town for a brief visit. We went to the
Kentucky Derby Museum and to the . Louisville Slugger Museum
I'm not a baseball fan, but I think I actually enjoyed the
more. It was just more interesting, and more engaging. It also had a Norman Rockwell exhibit, which I really enjoyed. Slugger Museum
As a child, I liked Norman Rockwell. Then at some point (around the time I started college?) I started really disliking Norman Rockwell; I saw him as too hokey, cute, and sentimental.
In recent years, though, I've started appreciating him more, and now I like him again. The exhibit at the
was great, including not just reproductions but also many original drawings, watercolors, and oil paintings. They were a lot of fun to look at; Rockwell had a level of craftsmanship and skill that I can only dream of. Slugger Museum