So Starry told me she liked Vincent Van Gogh and there was only one thing to do, really, wasn't there, and that was a Southern Cross version of Starry Night. I am nowhere near the genius of his strokes, what control! But I got to play with something like his palette, and those bits that look lumpy? They are. They're why Starry's postcard took something like two weeks to dry. Oh, this dark patch on the left in the middle. That's the Coalsack. (I believe that's near Murcheson's Eye - or not - Niven might have been lying about the moties.)
And that smiley smear? That's me testing for the umpteenth time," is it dry yet?" It wasn't.
Oil on oil sketch.
3 comments:
oh that is so cool
this is a great project beej
I can feel this one....
I can almost smell the clear night air.
incredible.
melicious
oh wow - that is cool.
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