My apologies at the start...this is a long one!
For the last few years I've been working a lot in acrylic paint, and still do. However, at the beginning of January I felt that I needed to get back on the oil painting horse and see if I could still ride. As much as I love acrylic paints, there is something about oil paint that has always had my attention as an expressive tool. There are certain qualities about oil paint that I was feeling a little lonesome for, when working with acrylics. It's a lot more complicated than that, much of that is due to my eternal quest to find out about other mediums when I'm already knee deep (or deeper) in one. I've always felt the need to refresh things every once in a while by switching it up. ( I can hear my Mom's encouraging voice saying "Marc, sit still!" ) However, this time I took a big step and packed up the acrylics and the supplies I use with them, placing it all in storage. I still have some stragglers hanging around. So at least if the withdrawals kick in in a serious way, I can get a fix when needed.
