running down a hill
I finished the painting of my daughter yesterday. It is a different feeling painting a picture from a photo - not the same as when I paint a goddess image. I enjoyed painting this more then I did the rabbit skull perhaps because the subject kept running in and out of my studio checking on what I was doing. But the image does not speak to me like the goddess images do when they tell me what to paint. Its like the voice of the painting is quieter.
It was still an enjoyable experience painting her. Every picture I paint I learn more about how to manifest the image in my heart that wants to come out onto the canvas. This one is more realistic then others I have done. Kiddo however is not entirely happy with the painting. She says the shadows look weird. I think she expected it to look like the photo.