I’ve completed the painting.
I added more white.
I added more depth.
I put in whatever seemed right.
Charlie and I no longer live together, so this painting doesn’t have a picture frame in mind. I may sell it, there has been some interest, although right now it’s just rolled up in the back seat, abandoned.
This is still rolled up and rubber banded, not stretched or framed, just lingering in the corner of my basement, taunting me to get rid of it. Perhaps when I get my new place I will hang it up somewhere, kind of as a reminder, that I started making this for a purpose that didn’t really pan out and how far I’ve gotten since I’ve finished it.