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.
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!