new painting on a friday morning

Sometimes I just want to paint. It was one of those days (yesterday) that I actually went through my storeroom rummaging for stretched canvases. I found this one. There was a painting of an apple on it, which wasn’t pretty enough to render it worthy of not being painted over. This morning I finished the painting. I’m not completely ecstatic about it but it served its purpose of lifting me ever so slightly.

of course this has to happen. as i painted her top i realized that i have a very similar dress. little did i know that they are nearly identical. we are camouflaged
You in “imaginary friends who call you to coordinate the next day’s outfit”, are so penetrating I almost feel I’ve one something of which you disapprove . . .eeek!
. . . of course I mean DONE something . . .
I thought maybe you meant ‘won’ something. In either case I may have disapproved! But thank you :)
This is great, i love the colour, the texture and the general intensity of the piece. lovely!
Thank you, Cam!