And I'm making a hash of it.
Somehow a sketch that had life and tension in it became this staid yawner. Booo Hissss Boo!
See how the hair in the drawing is a cohesive shape that could stand on it's on...a swoop with a contained explosion. In the painting it's just a textury mess. No movement...no life in her body at all. This painting makes me want to punch myself.
We'll be taking the scraper to it tonight.
The image comes from the brawl at the Ascot in 2011...which I've only just discovered. Not on a bet could I have come up with something better than people in top hats and tails trying to crush each other's skulls in with champagne bottles.
We have had a winner though....
(That's better...the other picture is so murky)
Next up...why you will never want to hear 12 bar, Delta Blues again.