Very slowly creeping back towards painting… I think I have an idea for a painting which I will start tomorrow on a big piece of laminate pine. I think it’s funny (tho a little bit sad) that I will constantly bitch and moan about not having enough surfaces to work on; the reason this is funny/sad to me is that when I finally get an abundance of surface area (wood, canvas, paper, whatevs) I tend to seize up and not paint for weeks or months.
I am Elaina’s tortured artist. O the dramamine. Chuck P., I need you to write my life story, fer sure.
At any rate, here’s what came out of the journal this past week.
Happy Early Saturday Afternoon.