I arrived early at FlightPath. This man came in a few minutes afterwards. I was trying to be really discreet, and not get caught painting him, but I’m fairly certain that he knew. It’s always best to have a buffer zone of other customers to offer distractions.
Since I have taken yellow off my palette for now, this painting took on a somber tone, even though the walls are really yellow. It matched the mood perfectly – with his gray box-tailed shirt, and his black pants and soft-soled nubuck shoes. The painting and subject took on a muted tone, and that is exactly what I experienced. As if activity was suspended and murky. It didn’t help that I had stolen the lamp of his table before he arrived.
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I really like what you’re dong with these portraits. Thanks for having a web presence.
Hi, Cynthia.
Thank you – I enjoy it.
As always, perfectly captured. I feel like I’m there – can smell the coffee and hear a subtle clatter of dishes in the background. Like the late morning before the lunch crowd. He seems to fade into the scene like he is uncomfortable being noticed. I have known people or noticed people very similar to him.
Love your work!
Barb
What an interesting thought of simply removing a color from your life. I’ll have to mentally try that on for a bit. Maybe phlorescent green. For some reason that hue gives me the willies.