(But that's enough about me)
Ah, the pulling power
Of grimy steam engines
And old photographs
I think I'm entering into something of a blue period at the moment. I enjoyed painting Stan and Ollie yesterday so much that I could feel that I was going to go blue again tonight in Artists' Group. There was no point, I felt, in going for another portrait, and I wondered how it would look if I did a train. Now, bear in mind that the last train I painted was in acrylic, and took me getting on for 20 hours. I had all told about an hour and a half for this one. It's not a masterpiece, but it ain't too shabby.
