And finish here
I got a bit carried away and neglected to photograph the interim steps of this transformation. I remember being rather shocked to find myself reaching for a hot tone of orange at some point and smearing it on the work quite late in the process. I've learned to just go with my instincts and not let my head get in the way. Even if the colour doesn't work out per se, it usually lends an intriguing undertone to whatever colour ends up on top. In this case, though, I left the pure colour as applied, feeling that it gave a heat and passion to the picture. When I look at this painting I remember the magical colours of Calabrian sunsets, just after the early evening promenade before everyone heads home to a late supper (preferably after drinks on a terrazzo).