One at a time

Been thinking about Bonnard today.  The freedom of his little notebooks comes back to me, and I am astonished at the obviousness of what I realized.  Why didn’t I think of it before?  If you want that sort of thing, you must simply try it.  I don’t say my little sketches will compare with Pierre’s.  But if I ever hope to make the drawings that do, I must first try.

Try, fail.  Try again.

Succeed, enfin.  Succeed at last!


Big things in little packages

     Sometimes a big painting starts out small.  Just like we do!  This sketch in oil crayon is an early version of the koi pictures.  If painting is like a garden, this is the young spout.

The idea began like this, —and (see previous post), it grew.