When there's a painting inside just waiting to get out

Just started a new painting today. A large piece and because I don't have the funds to buy a new large canvas, one finished work had to be sacrificed. It's for the greater good. Really. Nary a tear was shed by moi.

I put in my C.D. of Tosca, turned up the volume (I noticed that it drove Caitlyn out of the room) and played it through four times. Four times Flora Tosca murdered Scarpia and then threw herself off of the high turret.

Sublime.

I have given it a working title of "Tuesday" and it measures 54"x79". Although I made some headway to start it this morning at the studio, I am going to give myself a specific time frame of say, a few weeks. The style of the painting is most definitely abstract but with a distinct sense of place- The ocean on a beautiful day when all the colors are amplified by the drifting fog and subsequent low light (much nicer to an artists desires in the way of inspiration), the grey/blue hues of the ocean and the cool weather as well as companions that have a calming effect (contrary to companions that aren't capable of sitting still, talking quietly, or enjoying the immediate moment) one can understand.

(I recall that I was known at one time for my run on sentences, and I can see by that last sentence, this charming quality is still alive and well. Sue me.)

I digress.

I attempted to post the first day of it here, but alas, the blogger has "internal problems" Must see someone about that.

In the meantime, I will be back at the studio tomorrow and continue work.
My only caveat is that with each layer of paint comes drying time of course and I am envisioning silver leaf involvement ultimately, all steps taking some additional time, (read: lack of posts due to the waiting) Whilst the waiting ensues, I will continue work on other ideas, namely my special brand of portraiture.