When I paint at the local park, there’s been a common question people ask as they wander by and see the in-progress canvas: “Is it done?” It’s not such an easy question to answer. It could be done. It might not be. I don’t know the answer any more than they do. Usually my answer is “maybe, we’ll see.” If the brush keeps moving in the next few moments, then no, it’s not done. If the sun starts to set and the light changes too much, but I come back the next day or the next week to keep painting, then no, it’s not done. If I look at the canvas and at the subject and look for areas of imbalance or unsteadiness, and I don’t find any, and I feel a sense of rest and wholeness, then maybe it’s done and it’s time to sign it.
Is it done?
Is it done?
Is it done?
When I paint at the local park, there’s been a common question people ask as they wander by and see the in-progress canvas: “Is it done?” It’s not such an easy question to answer. It could be done. It might not be. I don’t know the answer any more than they do. Usually my answer is “maybe, we’ll see.” If the brush keeps moving in the next few moments, then no, it’s not done. If the sun starts to set and the light changes too much, but I come back the next day or the next week to keep painting, then no, it’s not done. If I look at the canvas and at the subject and look for areas of imbalance or unsteadiness, and I don’t find any, and I feel a sense of rest and wholeness, then maybe it’s done and it’s time to sign it.