Almost, nearly.

 

oil on paper. 78x60cm

So why go and paint everyday? Precisely because in doing so one can be surprised by what can happen.

This painting came together at the end of the day and I wish that I had a photographic record of the changes that preceded the final image. It will be a common place experience of many that the losses and gains of the process are unimaginable at the start. So often, when we push past what feels nearly there, we feel that the nearly there might be the best we can hope for and yet the loss begets something else, 

something perhaps really, nearly there.