I’m at the beginning of a series of four small flower paintings for a client…first up is the Lily of the Valley. That was my direction, just a painting of a flower. Although I know a realist work would be appreciated, its just not my style. I did warn her that I do not do realism and she said no problem. Off I go to start a painting.
The problem is, I know the clients taste, and I honestly do not think it is the type of painting I do. So I start on a precious little lily, and immediately hate what I am producing. In the back of my mind, I was trying for what I thought the client wanted, and that is never the road to happiness. The client catches a glimpse of it in progress and proclaims she loves it, but seriously…it is so hideous, I’m actually embarrassed I did it. Not too embarrassed to show mes amis reading this though, so here it is…
Right after I took this picture, I jesso’d the canvas, so it really didn’t happen, right? From here, I am going to begin anew, I hate it and I’m starting over, trusting that the client likes my aesthetic, and I shall proceed as I like, creating something I am proud of.
