I’m speechless after reading Minois’ biography, not because the end was so tragic but because I have literally lost my voice. I’m also still more or less immobile because of the pinched nerve. Haven’t done much painting the past couple days, too sick.
Art school: finished three paintings and am now making small studies for our next assignment.
At home I have done quite some work on Ilion and a bit on Nemrut Dagi but nothing about the van der Weyden copy of Charles the Bold, or Antoine or Oscar.
Painted a number of A4 size portraits. Started a small contemporary scene based on a picture of a larp game we hosted quite a while ago and started a large canvas freely based on a collage of silent movies. Been trying out several versions of Egidius. These are all first layers: