Another day of relatively small things. The walls of this warehouse finally got some attention. This usually happens to a long neglected area when the surrounding objects are more or less finished, and when some idea of how to execute said area comes to mind. Ideally, for things like the background, the later would precede the former, as its much easier to draw things over a finished background than to fill in the background around their intricate edges. But some things just require a boldness that is hard to muster prior to doing a fair amount of work on the little things.
Knowing that I'd have to draw scaffolding type stuff at some point, I've been on the look out for some to observe in the real world to get an idea of what it should conceivably look like. I've seen scaffolding before, and there is a general idea in my head, but I had never really paid excruciating attention to it. Luckily, I was able to briefly observe scaffolding in the wild during a recent journey, taking note of several features that would help identify what otherwise is just a bunch of random lines.
The key to this oil painting business, as it turns out, is time. Well, one key at least. Even though exactly what I should add or fix in a painting becomes hazier and hazier the more on work on it. Once I start painting, small places that could do with a light smearing of color always seem to present themselves. However, though spending more time on a painting seems like it would lead to an increased polish, and an almost professional look, for some reason it becomes difficult to continue past a certain point. Instead of painstakingly adjusting details, there is an urge to finish as quickly as possible and screw precision. The way to deal with this seems to be to have faith that I will return and tighten
up the products of this frustration.