The worst thing about being inconsistent as a painter is the amount of expensive paint that is wasted. Its the first thing I think about when considering my commitments for the day. After a couple of missed days, I go into the studio and prod my piles of paint with my finger, knowing that most of it is unusable. And then for my sins I have to scrape the whole lot off and spend half an hour mixing up enough paint to get me started. This painting has had quite a bit of work but most of it is at the start, or half way stage, I like the way it is progressing though.
Evening in the Coquetdale Valley. Day 4