I have evidently lost all skill in painting. Or perhaps my assigned painting time doesn’t line up with my eye-hand coordination days. Or perhaps I need to stop if I have painted something for two hours.
Anyway, I decided if I can’t get joy from painting I can get joy from buying things to paint. Like this little poseable 8 inch Stickybones mannequin.
Easy shapes, one color, no eyeballs and few ellipses, and it reminds me of those exercises in drawing hands, where you convince yourself your hands are a series of connected tubes. He’s my next project if I ever get out from under the croquet balls.