There’s nothing like a good rest when you’re feeling like a truck hit you! That was me, yesterday. I got about 12 hours’ sleep yesterday and woke this morning, raring to go. I’m surprised I got this far — even with occasional interruptions from the cats. Here’s a shot of Picasso, rearranging my flowers so he could get a drink:
The first problem of the day: how to paint white roses. The strong, morning sunlight was hitting the roses, causing dramatic shading. So I tried that. But I didn’t think it looked right. Then I tried a second rose with a simpler design. I thought it looked better. More delicate. So I wiped the first one out and did all the roses with less dramatic shading. Tomorrow morning when I return I might change things a little. Or not. Maybe the fairies will fix everything.
The fabric: a Hawaiian-print wrap skirt from Goodwill!