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 OK, so this project may take the award for the most frustrating artistic endeavor EVER! Though I do understand the importance of a base coat and subsequent layering in creating depth, texture, and visuals interest in a painting, this one was ridiculous!! The instructor had me reaching for paint tubes every second and creating the base coat for HOURS! Literally, hours. I stated on this ridiculous piece right after dinner and was still at it when I finally gave up at midnight. (On the plus side, I did get to see the HUGE, powerful full moon framed in my studio window.) I finally dozed off to sleep, frustrated and resenting the time I spent and the paint I wasted. 

The next morning I entered my studio reluctantly because I knew that silly painting would greet me. Yep, there it was . . . staring at me and taunting me. What resulted was an effort to reclaim some sort of control and make the best of it. I brought out an arsenal of mediums to hopefully rescue it . . . paint pens,  soft pastels, chalk pencils, markers, etc. With lots of tinkering and tweaking, my little girl from Machu Picchu came to life. There is more that could be done to it, but I am DONE with this one!!! 

Here is the reference image.


Oh, the colors in these photos! What a vibrant culture.



And here is what my art table looked like. What a disaster!






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