Got my mile run
in this morning, showered, and did my van Gogh styled painting.
I started trying
to juxtapose complimentary colored brush strokes. Outside of the very light values, it looks
terrible. I did find if I accidentally
get some complement in there, that works.
Therefore I need to learn how to "accidentally" get some complementary
color in there. Otherwise sticking with the same color, with value
fluctuations, and outlines in the complement, seems to work strong.
I also noticed
that he seemed to use two pairs of complements.
In my self-portrait I want to stick to violet and yellow. It is my artists' bucket list and I always
wanted to do a painting in those complements.
So shall it be.
Isn't art
exciting? You bet it is.
I was thinking
about my upcoming MRI of the brain and spinal cord. Dr. Pophali said that unless the cancer has
tumored up in the brain, we know there are cancer cells in the CNS, there is
nothing they can do.
I must be the
only person alive hoping I have a brain tumor.
How funny is that?
I just want them
to be able to keep my arm and eyes viable until I get too sick to make art any
more. The vision has been usable, but
difficult the last few days.
The arm really
smarts today. The acetaminophen took the
pain way down, but only for a short while.
I will have to start pounding those every six hours. Maybe more often. They won't know I am not taking them in my
sleep.
I try to stay
away from the opioids unless I must.
They get me stoned, and I am fuzzy in the head enough. Plus the constipation they cause sometimes
creates more pain than some of the other things.
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