BORBAY

Another day, another round of brush-battle with The Metropolitan Museum of Art. Here is the latest update, continuing onward from here. More strokes after the jump.

Time to start blocking out the facade. Mixing the color of The MET is a task, one I modify with my slight colorblindness.

Painting steps is the artistic equivalent of filling out TPS reports.

Starting to get the building grounded, the orange-yellow under painting is nearly gone.

At this point, I received a surprise visit from Max, who was busy painting a portrait of some guy he has never met.

Right around this time I realized the moving light was creating multiple shadow angles – so I decided to put some final strokes on the canvas for the day and focus on creating the best sense of light at one time.

The hot dog stand hasn’t been in the same place twice since this piece began. This doesn’t matter of course, since 99.99% of all paintings are capturing moments that never actually existed. If you want to have your ear bruised, ask me more about this concept over a few beers.

Nearly there… I wonder, assuming artists live in purgatory, if Francis Bacon is checking out his retrospective?

Here it is after day three. I am not sure how detailed I am going to get with this puppy – stay tuned for more updates.