hampered perception

Last week I was working on a painting of my brother. Whenever I stepped back to look at the whole of it I felt nauseous and anxious. I assumed that it just wasn’t right, my gut was telling me.

The more I worked on it the more my body began to react to the image on the canvas. As I was near, and working it seemed right, felt right. I would step away and feel frantically unsatisfied. Even thinking about it now, I’m a little queasy.

Come Sunday, I couldn’t get my eyes to focus on the canvas at all. At first I thought I was intellectually rejecting the painting, but my vision didn’t get any better as I spent time away from the canvas. I realized that the issue was stemming from my physical vision, not my intangible one. I went to the optometrist and the prescription for my lenses has changed quite a bit, and overnight it seems.

 The first thing I saw when I got into my home from getting my new lenses was the painting. I turned the light on and CLICK, I immediately saw the problem, the eyes and the perspective of the hat. It’s the same thing that happened with the second painting of Cozette (04/04/2011), which I walked away from before I was satisfied. I’ve promised myself that I’m not giving up on this one. I’m going to take the opportunity to turn this into a learning experience and solve this. My goal is to work with what I have already done, not start over. Stay tuned....