Bitterly cold outside; blowing snow. Thank goodness for a quiet, warm studio! I picked up these pink roses the other day and spent all day trying to paint them in. Already they were starting to wilt. Tomorrow I’d better devote myself to painting leaves before they turn crispy. That fabric is actually a poncho. Again, I picked it not only because of the colors but because of the swirls, echoing the curve of the cat’s tail.
Margie Guyot Art 