Painter's Elbow

Pointillism is a health hazard. This was meditative when I started it, but now, 24 hours later, I'm only meditating on the soreness of my elbow. But, hey, it's something like done. I don't think I'm capable of judging the success of this one. I feel a little ambivalent about it. Perhaps it's merely a matter of my own connection to the image. With this past spring's series of work, I was exploring some personal symbols and there isn't much in the way of symbolism here. So, content wise, it feels a little empty. But it's pretty. And if you can't be smart at least you can be pretty.

As far as phases go, I guess this is phase 3. I'll try not to mess with the vase anymore, since I overworked it yesterday and then had to scrape of the paint and start again.

And the halibut... well. On to the next post.