
That’s Picasso, keeping an eye on me in the studio. I’m getting tired of looking at this painting and really would like to finish it. But I’m a confessed “pussy-footer”. I found it necessary to spend the first few hours of the day weeding, watering and mulching my blueberries. Well, mindless tasks (such as weeding} help clear the mind. The fairies aren’t going to finish this monster for me, so I doggedly return, brush in hand.
Another afternoon of swirls and reflections. Here’s a detail of a part of it. Sorry, beige lovers!
