it’s been a while since i’ve shared a brush painting, right? i’ve noticed that if i’m working hard on a novel, then my brush painting isn’t usually plentiful, and vice versa. it seems i have only a limited well of creativity, and must divide it between words and ink. 8)
i spent a few lessons getting the perfect composition, and then trying to catch the perfect bird. i enjoyed working on these paintings. (i’d say i attempted at least 8-10, the less worthy will be trashed or used as “wrapping paper”.) i used the lined pineapple rice paper i had bought in taipei, and you can see hints of the line in the painting.
i’m on the verge of being finished with Serpentine edits, and will turn my focus on the very rough sequel next.