There's one thing you can always expect from this painting lark - unpredictability. This was done from a lovely photo from my fellow painter Bobbi Heath
Isn't it great? And it *should* have been extremely paintable. Lovely big flowers, long straight leaves framing the blooms, good outline, crisp shadows. It had everything going for it. Unfortunately I just could not do it justice and the painting is not so much finished but abandoned and left for dead.
Great shame. The drawing was fine - lovely shapes, fills the page well.
Just couldn't get there with the paint. Do I try again? Come back to it in a few days. Pffft. Maybe take up golf?
Edit: It's been a couple of days and this has grown on me a lot. A closer crop improves things no end and it's now allowed out of the studio. Sometimes it goes like this - the struggle of painting overshadows the end result.