All my bitchin’ and moanin” has come to an end. I’m finished with “Floral Overload”. Honestly, I haven’t sweated so much over a drawing in years, but I like the result. Months from now, it will be the result that means anything to me.
Now that I’ce done something really cheerful and lively, I’m looking back to this one I did. January 2. I like the tranquility, and tranquility and soft cool colors is a healing combination.
But I was also intrigued by the idea of a rock concert. I expected to do something really lively, now I’m not so sure. Can I pull off a tranquil rock concert? We shall see.
Honestly, I was going to go into another rant on how bored I am drawing flowers. Then I realized, you’re probably bored hearing me complain…so, peace. As I go along, though, I find my flowers are becoming more scribbly. It still works, though.
I usually don’t show my work this far along (rather give an overwhelming finale), but I’ve come to an interesting predicament I’d like to share.
At first, the compostition was easy, the colors just fell into place. But as I reach the finish, every potential move has tremendous consequences. I’m playing chess with flowers, folks!
Maybe I should make the left corner a pink flower and continue the line of pink. Or perhaps I should make it blue and balance THAT out. Or maybe I should just have a good night’s sleep, a cup of coffee in the morning. Yes, that’s it! That’s got to be it.