Here’s another attempt to rescue a painting from the garbage pile. This is the unfinished plein air painting from 2011:
This is the painting now after I fixed it in my basement. Purple Street, oils, 11×14″
There were things about the original painting that I liked and I considered returning to the location to finish this one rather than working out of my head in my basement. Instead I thought I’d try to make a poem out of it and only talk about what interests me in the scene. For example, would the tires on the cars interest me if I was walking down that street? No, not at all, but if the morning sun cast some shadows on those houses I’d be interest in that. This ended up being very fun. I may try this again on another rescue attempt.