day 63 || waiting

Worked for a few more hours on the canvas, dragging it closer to conclusion, slowly small steps by small steps—in my head, trying to shift gears towards an instructing mindset, showing more possibilities for magazine page design to my students—but I seem to always fall back into tones and color shifts, dark green to highlighted yellow, strands of grass across a horizon line waiting to appear behind the text—abstractions of nature. After this new stage, then the rough forms of the letters can be filled in with their sky blue shades, reshaping their anatomy to less rough edges and mishapened curves.