I almost never throw away any of my drawings or paintings, even if I hate them. This painting is an example why.
As I recall, I was at the coast when I painted this – can’t remember where or what paper or paint I used. What I do remember is that I felt it sucked. I really disliked it.
Recently, I was going through some old work, looking for something else entirely, and found this. And I thought “Hmmmm. Not half bad.” Not a ringing endorsement, and I still don’t think it’s one of my best. But it’s not half bad, which is a long way from the ‘sucks’ I originally felt.
I doubt it will go up further in my estimation, but I’ll keep it to remind myself – again – that my first reaction to a painting isn’t always valid. Some works just need time to grow on you.