This painting was begun late last summer I think, and it sat neglected for a long time. Perhaps the only thing more frustrating than painting on top of black -- which drinks up every colour that goes on it and almost sucks the light right out of the room -- is trying to photograph something which has been painted on black, so I'll have to apologize for the quality of the photos. There was nothing for it, no matter what lighting, angle, or camera setting I used each was worse than the one before. Here is my best effort:
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This painting was even more than usual a learning experience, and if I ever paint on black again, I believe I will have a few things up my sleeve (or at least know a few things not to do!). All the problems aside, I have always had a special affection for icons written on a black background, dark lacquered boxes, and the odd medieval saint painting I've found on black, so I wouldn't completely rule out trying it again some day. But not some day soon, I don't think.
Also a learning experience was spending some time today reading some of the associations Queen Anne's lace has, its use as a herb, and different names it has, which I found here. You will also find some explanations of the name 'Queen Anne's lace' there. I was only familiar with the story that Queen Anne was making lace when she pricked her finger, and the small, red flower you see in the middle was a drop of her blood. But I really prefer the idea that the queen is the red flower in the middle, and the white flowers around constitute her enormous lace collar. Though, it also makes a lot of sense that Queen Anne could refer instead to Saint Anne, who is the patron saint of lace makers. I can't say that any of these bits of lore were meant to bear on the painting, but I thought I'd share them, since I always so enjoy that sort of information myself.
And now I see the light is pouring in like golden honey, so it must be that hour of the evening when spices and steam and delicious smells waft out of the kitchen, and I had better be on my way.