The Painting. Oy.

Here is the ginormous painting-beast-of-burden I have been working on this month. I deliver it tomorrow morning and I am a bit worried/nervous/apprehensive/nauseated over the whole thing. What if it doesn't hang flat (legitimate concern)? What if it is crooked (really legitimate concern). What if they hate it? Or worse yet, what if they don't love it? It's not ok to have them be just "ok" with it. I actually would prefer they totally hate it verses being "just ok" with it. At least hate is a passionate response.

It's really hard to create something which will be hung up on a wall. Exposed. Naked. Raw. It's like having your heart nailed up for all to see and comment on. When I paint just for my own enjoyment I don't feel this way. Painting has always been therapeutic and I never cared what anyone else thought (if they were even given the opportunity to look at them in the first place). But this painting is different. It is subject matter that I would not necessarily have chosen and it is for someone who has a very definitive idea in their mind and it has been paid for. Like I said...I am nervous.

The pictures below are of the (hopefully) finished painting. The other is me standing next to it for scale. (And yes, it is in the pseudio a.ka. garage.) The lighting and the angle are off but you can get the general gist of it. And please don't tell me you like it unless you do happen to really like it. I am not posting  pictures to get compliments--just sharing...

Wrapped up for transport. Isn't my studio lovely?

4' x 5' painting. Hard to picture/see: layers of textured paint