I Hate Drywall

I did a painting of my husband when he was doing the drywall in our house several years ago. Even though he hates this task, you can still detect a sparkle in his eye. He’s an amazing artisan, and I wanted to honour his skill and talent. I had no idea how to render his hair, let alone the drywall dust caked into his black T-shirt. My hand somehow gravitated to blues, purples and greens for the hair. As for the drywall, I couldn’t tell you how I did it. I was in a zone and my instinct just took over. My husband may hate drywall, but I love soft pastels!