Do you ever spend two hours on a painting and stand back and wonder if it looks different at all?
Sometimes being in my studio is about sitting quietly with myself.
I went from a week long dry spell to a manic paint fest today. It’s a wee bit stormy in here. I’m thinking it’s time to invest in a bigger water container.
I spent my lunch putting some texture on canvases to paint later. One is a new canvas and one is an old one I am reusing. The worst part is waiting for them to dry so I can paint them.
It’s staring at me. Perhaps I should attack it and get it over with.
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