Last night I painted a still life for three hours at a local restaurant/bar called Tease. I don't have any pictures to prove that I was painting, but I do have this blurry shot of Meredith sitting at my Jullian Easel. (I am posting this for Mary Addison's benefit who is thinking of up-scaling to the full size).
Meredith sat in as a pinch painter for a moment while I scooted off to practice some personal hygiene. Sarah also added some chops to the final painting while I hobnobbed with the riffraff.
It is a sixteen by twelve painting in oil on canvas. The props were a real phone, a Jart, and a sculpture by Whiting Tennis from 1999.
Three hours was just not enough time. I was working my way from the deep space into the foreground and avoiding the statuette. When all was said and done, it was more a painting about bricks in low light than anything else.