This is the last oil painting I finished. It's a white-tailed deer. I took a photo of the deer several years ago in a local park. I was in the car and he stared at me with suspicion, but he held still. He was on a small rise and that made him look rather magnificent. The photo sat on my desktop for quite a while until I decided to attempt painting it. I haven't done many animal paintings. However, I think it is infinitely easier to do a portrait of an animal than a human. Humans complain too much about how they look in a portrait. 😏
I like painting. My mom was an artist and I grew up in a house with the smell of oil paint and turpentine. I enjoy mixing the colors and dabbing the paint on the canvas. But just like writing a book, painting includes a bravery. Do it. Even if it isn't masterpiece.
Yesterday I bought a frame. It's a drop-in frame. I never bought one until now but it does look easy to put together. This frame has a dented corner and I was able to get it for half price. Hubby believes he can fix the corner.
This deer will go into the next art show and then I'll have to find more wall space in my house. 😅
