Yep. Today’s the day. The day I finally gave in. I’ve been fighting to hold on to the past for a year now, and I can’t do it anymore.
I can’t paint or draw without them anymore.
My only alternative would be to work on really big art and get really long brushes I guess. But life is like that. You can’t really internalize the fact that how you see the world will be very different in a year, five years, a decade. You do have to recognize that your paradigms have shifted and adapt. Or be stuck remembering how you once saw things and refuse to put on the reading glasses.
Anyway, I’m still working small. Here’s another tiny fairy. She’s a little wobbly because I didn’t put the glasses on until I was halfway through.