Why is it that just when you think you are on track to meet a deadline, and things seem to be going quite smoothly, your brain heads off in another direction and you can't wait to do the next thing? The "next thing", of course, being faaaaaar more exciting!
I'm not quite sure that the current series of "sweet and pretty little pictures, cameos from the neighbourhood," will ever be completed. A painting that has been in my head for two years has suddenly been joined by another four or five, and they are going to consume me until they are done!
Today I am grateful for a sense of purpose.
I'm not quite sure that the current series of "sweet and pretty little pictures, cameos from the neighbourhood," will ever be completed. A painting that has been in my head for two years has suddenly been joined by another four or five, and they are going to consume me until they are done!
Today I am grateful for a sense of purpose.
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