It Only Took a Pandemic

So, I did it. I finally finished the painting I started last year. The one I turned around to face the wall for months because I hated it. That one.

I spent the entirety of yesterday finishing it off. And you know, I don't hate it. I'm not in love with it, but I don't hate it. For the first traditional painting I've done in many years, it's not terrible. It's took me more than a month to finish. Mind you, I was working on it only roughly an hour a day.

Anyway, below is the progression of the painting (starting from after I covered up the clouds that I despised so much).

Painted in the cliff. This portion took me two days to complete.

With only two days left before my self-imposed deadline for the completion of this painting, I spent all of yesterday, sitting on a what used to be my bed sheet and is now my painting tarp, on the floor in the living room, painting in the details. It took forever, but I didn't really notice the time until my stomach started to rumble, somewhere around 3:30pm or so.

I might have gotten a little carried away. But I think the final piece was worth it.

Stormbringer

The original piece is spoken for, and will be going up for auction (possibly? I'm not sure what they're planning to do with it yet). I will let you know more as I know more regarding the fate of the original.

​If you like the piece, though, you can get prints from my Redbubble store.

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Thank you for reading.

​Sonia.