Some of my teachers have regaled me with the wonders of Grisaille, or grey scale paintings, either as the underpinning for a more colorful work or as an end to themselves. But I’ve steadfastly clung to my colorful ways. More red, more purple!
But suddenly: A Rainy Day In Paris (24 x 30), based on a photo by my neighbor and videographer Claude Lyneis. (Thanks, Claude.)
Oh my, greys galore. What does this mean? A new direction or an aberration?
At any rate: a feast for the eyes and food for thought.