


The photo in the middle is my final painting, and at the top is its grisaille underpainting. Not a final painting as in finished, but final as in taking all the steps we learned and putting them together.
It's a bit hard to see in a small and blurry photo, but I started to "get" that everything is a color. Each leg is picking up a color that's reflected onto it. My mind says "No! A leg cannot be red or blue, it is made of flesh!" My eyes whisper, "Shhh, see what I see...."
At the bottom is my palette, just before being packed away at the end of the workshop.
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