A running record of finished pieces, ruined pieces, and everything that happened in the studio in between.
Every piece I've ever liked started going wrong at some point. This one is about the moment I stopped fixing Fine Weatherake and started painting into it instead — and what happened to the rest of the canvas because of it.
Read the full post →A running list of the colors I reach for without thinking, and the one I keep buying but never actually use.
Someone told me my palette was "too polite." It took me a month to admit they were right.
Same canvas, three different paintings, and the version that finally stuck.
The pages I was embarrassed by turned out to have the only honest drawings in the whole book.
On working small, working ugly, and starting before the idea feels ready.
Wet Paint is a working journal — part sketchbook, part studio diary. Some posts are finished pieces. Most are not. All of them are true to what actually happened at the easel that day.