There is a saying that "art is never finished, only abandoned", but occasionally it is also taken out back and shot in the head Old Yeller style.
Basically, I've been working on a bunch of stuff for an upcoming show at Benjamin Benjamin and one of these paintings was to be a lovely pastoral scene inspired by the Murakami book "Hard-boiled Wonderland and the End of the World". After stressing over the composition for weeks, I finally drew something I was moderately happy with, and figured I'd fix what I didn't like with paint. Unfortunately, it became clear to me after about 10 hours of work that there was a glaring and unforgivable perspective problem that no amount of cleverly placed reeds could cover. I made the hard choice to break the board in two to prevent myself from working on what was essentially an imploding shit show. Sad but necessary.
Here is the digital color comp:
And here is a moving photo of its lifeless body on my floor: