While preparing the portrait, I imagined it in greens. I didn't like the idea, thought it would turn out ugly. But I kept seeing greens. What to do?
I went to the park, meditated. It was as if Sappho appeared, she asked: "Shall I help you?" "Well, yes ..." "Fresco." That's the only word she said. I knew that I wouldn't have to paint a fresco (I can't), and the painting wouldn't have to look like one. It would be enough to keep the word in mind while painting. Then the greens were not needed. |