
OK — I’m calling this “done”. I could peck on it for the rest of my life, but then I’d go crazy. The most enjoyable part? The wrinkles. The crazy-maker part? The squiggles. Strangely enough, there wasn’t any glass in this setup. Uh-oh — how did I forget that?
I think I’ll celebrate finishing this with a nice cup of coffee. And I’ll sit with my favorite cat on my lap and do the Silva Method of Mind Control on him. And see if I can visualize what I ought to paint next. Of course I could always wash the floors…… Nah.………