Revisiting the Day the Music Died

At the beginning of the year, I shared a piece of art I put together from a broken guitar I found on one of my walks. It has been sitting in the studio since then, "cooking on the back burner." This week I finally decided to finish it. So after studying the background, I chose to paint the guitar its complementary color, a deep turquoise. Wish I'd taken a photo at that stage. I was so unhappy with the outcome of the color choice, however, that I left the room until I could figure out how to salvage the piece.

The Professor's response was gentle when I asked for his thoughts.
"I don't really like the color. Can't you tone it down somehow?"

How many times have I wanted to trash an entire piece? How often have I actually followed through with that desire? More times than I care to say. This time, however, the voice of wisdom ruled the day. I picked up a wide and relatively dry brush and covered the way-to-turquoise guitar with white paint. I'm thinking it's a keeper.



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What are you creating these days?