As I painted, I thought of the blue, and of sticks. And it is like she is surrounded by a nest, isn't it.
Old Woman, 2011, 25.5cm x 32cm, 10" x 12.5", oil on archival paper.
Today I painted one of the sketches I did at a life drawing drop-in session at TSA (Toronto School of Art) in August - one I hadn't posted.
Sunday, October 09, 2011
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