Most definitely, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity; most of the time I’ve been pleased with how this is going but there are still times when I wonder how on earth I thought it would be possible to paint bits of this city and do it justice. It’s getting there slowly as I’m now building up the detail on everything.
I’m tackling the Minster whenever I feel brave enough and have worked on Clifford’s Tower, Lendal Cellar and The Shambles as well as a few other barely noticeable touches here and there, but the end is definitely in sight for some of the images. I think the two cocktails are finished and they certainly took longer to paint than they did to drink. I’ll try to have another couple of images completed for my next post but am not getting enough hours of daylight to make massive progress.
As long as I’m very disciplined with the time I’ve got, it’ll get there and at least the daylight hours are getting longer. I’m still really enjoying this and in terms of painting things I love, ‘it is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done’.