Some days no matter how careful you are, accidents happen.
It's been a while since I had an annoying painting accident, but now that the warmer weather is upon us dive bombers hungry for a chemical "fix" are something to contend with while working and spraying out doors.
A fly in the gloss wouldn't be so upsetting if it happened on my resin and not on someone else's. It also wouldn't be so troublesome if the bug suicide happened on a horse OTHER than one going golden champagne. The lighter colors in pastels are, in my personal opinion, tricky and require much more time to finish than a bay or chestnut. A black fly on a lighter colored horse has only one way to go...OFF and when you pick anything out of goopy liquid its a pure mess.
The bug body came out, but not without a fight. Legs remain on this horse's neck. The only action to take right now is to sit and wait for the piece to dry fully. He's been drying since last night and by late afternoon he should be ready for some sanding and scraping. I'll let you know how the repair goes.
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