Feeling the third dimension

‘Parade’

I’ve never felt like I was confined in a flat two-dimensional ‘surface’ while engaged in cooking up a three-dimensional scene. The way I handle the brush - the pressure as I push deep into the shadows, the soft kiss of highlights and reflections. And not just for the obvious shapes. From the empty spaces around a structure to the shallowest window recess, you sense that push into that feature, the effect that makes the eye feel the need to refocus.

I’d wondered if I imagined a surface, then pushed my brush with the pressure I would use defining the depth, if I would be tracing a three-dimensional rendering. As if sculpting clay with a modeling tool.

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