Yes that is what it took. A conscious decision to submit to painting the satin jacket. I had to discipline myself, even deprive myself of working on Moon's face to focus on the jacket. As you see here I developed it on the left side. Something strange happened; another artist, Michael "Vas" once said to me "It's all about the paint," referring to a vibrant red cloth he'd painted, and today that statement became a reality. I liked it.
It's funny when painting, like driving, songs are playing, I'm singing, thoughts flowing as I pass from dark to light, color to color. Then an unsettling memory of another artist making a dig at me surfaced. It was something to the effect that because I focused on using pastels I knew nothing about mixing color. I was defending myself on the inside, doesn't she know the master Brackman was a colorist, or that I studied oil painting as my first medium.Whether intentional or careless this happens in the art world amongst peers on every level. I chalked it up to ignorance. I am not seeking a pat on the back sharing this, more about how important it is to use uplifting words and care with one another. Even in areas of giving critiques, reminding myself to try to use diplomacy, carefully selecting words such as "you could", avoiding accusations or commands like "don't" and "you should". Anyhow my framer Mike called and I picked up my show for Seminole Community College. They look sharp!
BTW pastelists can mix colors blending on their ground.