The rise and fall of a mandala.

A strong idea and refusing to adjust.

 

I should have seen it coming from the start, but my idea was so strong and I believed so much in it that I refused to see the facts. Some times that's how it is, one has to follow the idea to it's end. Below is the finished drawn piece. I did see there were alot going on, but hey, just wait until it's colored.

 

See what I mean? It's all much clearer now, right. At this stage I started to plan my penwork, and boy should that be the best I ever did. - That shape I'll  make rounded and that flat and yes, I'll make that one like a bag. You all know how the mind flies.

I was so occupied making my masterpiece that I didn't notice what was about to happen. After the last stroke, I sat back to enjoy my work..................oooops, what happened? It looks like a mess, but come on, the shadowing still remains. Of course, that will make it come together again. Uha, for a moment I thought I had messed it all up!

All the shadowing done and now the realities dawns on me. How on earth could I manage to mess it up like this? Throw it away, I won't see it any more.
So I went to do something else, but in the back of my mind I still thought of it and what could be done to rescue it.

You know I have worked with curtains and sunscreens for many years. Let me create a sunscreen and call the outer shape an umbrella. And that's what I did. I don't know what I feel about it still, but it is what it is.

 

One thing's for sure, I have learned a few lessons from this and even found some new ideas. The time spent wasn't completely a vaste.