Happy Thursday, bitches. I’m awake, and I have the attention span of a goldfish this morning. Chaucer managed to sneak outside while I was talking to mom on the patio. Mornings are squirrel time in the backyard. I believe we have some seven or eight that regularly hang out by the birdfeeders.
“Are you prepared to run out into the grass and catch him?” Mom asked. Until yesterday, he had refused to leave the concrete. He only went off the patio for the first time yesterday, when he chased a lizard into the grass. He made it about four steps into the yard and stopped like his little cat brain short circuited.
“I’m prepared to run out to that edge of thick grass”, I told her. The grass in question is that lush, thick grass seen only in golf courses or – in this case – growing above the septic system. “When he hits that, his feet and belly will get wet and he’ll freeze in place.”
Fortunately, he didn’t run off the concrete this morning. I still hadn’t made coffee, I didn’t need any of that shit so early. I picked him up and brought him back inside. Then I made a coffee.
And here I am.
I brought the watercolors out to the patio yesterday. I signed off on three of the paintings I had been working on.
I’m not happy with the way the Castle Hill lighthouse turned out. It happens. I can’t put my finger on exactly why I don’t like it, probably the lack of shading. On the other hand, I absolutely fucking love how the grain elevator is turning out. I have a little more work to put into that piece this afternoon
Since my laptop is still out of my hands, I’ve been unable to work on any new sketches. However, the laptop is on its way back to me as I type this up. It’s only a matter of time before it’s back in my hands and I’m back to hotboxing the darkened bathroom while I trace sketch new stuff to paint.
Today, I’ll probably bring the painting outside for a little while. I have a little bit left on the grain elevator to do, and the optical illusion is still on the board to be finished. Tomorrow is supposed to be stormy, and I won’t be able to have any fun outdoor activities, like painting or spin time. I should enjoy it while I can.
