Several of our readers expressed an interest in seeing my largish drawing as it develops. Below is the most recent picture I have. I have to tell you, something about the digitization of the image makes it look very rough and disconcerting, so be nice. Aside from the unfinished areas, there is a lot of tweaking of values and smoothing of areas that has to be done.
One reader, Marian, seemed perplexed as to why I would undertake this painful venture (judging from my astute and detailed explanations of my aching back) asking me to explain myself; is it a commission, am I doing it because I have a specific place to hang it on my wall, did an agent want me to do it to sell, etc.
I am doing this because it is one of a series of drawings that I hope to do an exhibition with some day when I grow up and before I am old and gray. I am doing this because if I paint another saccharin flower I may puke. I am doing this because no one expects me to. I am doing this because I WANT TO.
I have wanted to create this image for a very long time. It derives in part from a photograph I took in Anne Frank’s annex in Amsterdam years ago.
So there. Thanks for asking Marian. I got that off my chest, and I can go play tennis now before I get back to drawing and making my damn back hurt.