If artists could wave a magic wand and hey presto! that stubborn tree that refused to look like anything except daubs of paint would at least begin to resemble something from a forest. Or the still life looked more like a traditional art form than a stiff life. The portrait looked less like an underworld thug and more like a kindly philanthropist.
Well, that’s why we all keep on working. Some days, the magic really does happen. May your studio time result in many magic moments. A.R. Tist
Indeed. And may you be so fortunate to even have studio time.