No longer the bone chilling experience that I imagined, I am beginning to appreciate the beauty of a still, crisp winters day, fishing by the canal. Maybe that’s what this painting should have been about. The painting is beginning to conjure up that magical atmosphere that I saw in this poorly photographed YouTube video. A clear early morning sky has turned to approaching twilight, I just pushed it in this direction from the beginning, not sure why, but it seems to work. The figure, although imprecise, has a bit more form that the photo which is like a silhouette, I just think it needed a bit more information, and the canal bridge on the left is working in the way I had hoped.
Fishing for roach. Day 3