After some time away (nearly two years) from this painting of St. Kevin , neglected and relegated to closets and storage boxes , I have at last returned to it. And it seems to be painting itself. I’m calling it a night as the beasties are getting restless, but this is why I paint, those rare moments of paint gliding across the surface and all is well with the world.
I look forward to returning to this painting, I hope the magic continues.
St Kevin & the Blackbird
oil on panel