chugging along and a starry, starry day

A few more additions to the daffodil etc painting. People are always asking how long it takes to do a painting. It depends... a painting may be very quickly realized, but that's usually because the subject matter has been visited before, studied, looked at, devoured, digested, pondered, and then you have to see it freshly all over again.

For this one, I had the idea last year, but didn't get to it before the blossoms fried and dropped in the heat. But the idea has gelled for a long time.  Now the task is to paint without insisting the idea is set in stone, allowing the flowers to speak for themselves.

Here are the actual blossoms painted thus far, fuzzy because I forgot to set the camera for auto focus, and it's too late for me to retake because I'm too tired,

And here is the starry, starry day photo. I don't know the name of this ground cover, but the tiny flowers looked like little periwinkle blue constellations.