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The Process of a Painting: How I am saying goodbye from “How it might work with a morning kiss” to “How I can no longer carry all of this with me everywhere everyday”. Follow my painting as it goes from outline, to background, foreground to complete. From now until it is finished.
First…. The pencil outline, and for some reason this just looks right, it’s everything that I wanted in it. And for once everything there is there for a reason, planned and symbolic and all the rubbish!
Second…. The sky, and the painting has started. This bit is ok, because I am just painting around blue-shirted ex-boyfriend.
Third and Fourth…. The walls, and again this is fine, they’re just walls, and they are the right colour. Then the railings, now these do get me a little bit because they are round his bottom, and his face might not be in the picture, but trust me if you knew him you’d recognise him from his bottom!
Fifth and Sixth…. The skin, and I have no more to say about that. The trousers, all good.
Seventh…. The shirt, and the finishing bits of the cufflinks and tie which I bought him, and he is all done never again to appear on purpose in my drawings or paintings. Quite honestly, that is upsetting, but I can’t carry on using him as my muse because he will carry on stealing my heart whether he knows it or not.
8th, 9th, 10th and 11th…. The green, I hate green, it always leaves me feeling unsatisfied and not a good enough painter! Here the flowers, were sort of there and not there in a dream I suppose really. I just wanted to being a bit of the Jardin de Plantes into the picture because I spent so much time there when staying with him.
Twelfth…. I went out of sequence here and did the first colour on my skin, because when I did my sketch of me (the only part of the painting I did do a sketch for) I had trouble with getting defined enough lines because of the dark colours on the bedding after. So it’s kind of advanced thinking, which is rare for me when painting. We’ll see how it works anyway.
Thirteenth…. The sheet, and no I never had any choice in bedding.
Fourteenth…. The blanket, I love this blanket, only because I just love it and remember it (see what I mean?). I wish he would have left it with me, but maybe that would have been worse. I’m not sure.
Fifteteenth…. My skin, it’s just me, and there you go!
Sixteenth…. Je peu plus tous apporte, alors voici ma reponse a tous que tu m’as fais semble. Never More. So there you have it, it is finished, and with it a sense of satisfaction I haven’t felt on completing a painting for a long time. This has helped me more than I will ever be able to describe, not just because the passion I used to feel for him was beyond me, but because it has made me realise the relationship ending of us, doesn’t have to mean the end of me!
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A very sexual image
Thankyou, I suppose it is, sort of, really it was just my way of saying goodbye, and moving on. (Though I guess I did always used to try and make him late for work).
Hello! I don’t know where to place my message for you so I opted to post it here. First, I’d like to thank you for liking my first post!
Your my first like, for my first post, for the year *yes, I’m pretty sentimental!* hahaha 
Your blog’s interesting. I haven’t fully read any post but I will read, once I get more time. Your art theme’s are something I’m not accustomed to but that’s nothing to worry because I keep an open mind. And coincidentally, were reading the same classic novel, “The Three Musketeers” by Alexandre Dumas!
That’s all, for now!
Thank you! That’s alright though, I liked your post because it was good. Good luck on wordpress!
Love. This.
Your art work is beautiful, you inspire me to work more on my art. Keep it up….
Thank you very much, I’m glad you find it inspiring.