Something of a reprise of last year’s angel, this one for my “Secret Santa” victim partner at work. Acrylic, leafing pen and a touch of Sally Hansen “Hidden Treasure” for the stars (gods forbid I make anything without *sPArkLe*). I am absolutely delighted with the lighting effect on the hands and arms; it is just beautiful. Would have liked the same kind of drama on the face, but was afraid I’d screw it up (thereby necessitating a plunge from the nearest bridge).
Posted here as a reminder to myself for the days when I am convinced everything I do is shite, because:
a) It’s been 13-and-a-bit years since I picked up a paintbrush;
b) Even then, everything I painted was flat-work – mandalas and other designy stuff, not people; and
c) This was done wholly without reference material.
And it took only a few hours, with minimal fretting over colours and so on.
Do you see? Do you see what happens when you let go and give yourself over to the process, woman?