This week is Juniper’s second week in daycare. She’s going twice a week for 5ish hours a day. Last week I let myself off the hook. I got my hair cut and went to stores I can’t go to with her. I worked on other deadlines. This week I begin. I can’t let other deadlines keep me from this incredibly valuable time I have while she’s in daycare. I’ve got ventilation, I’ve got a plan, time to set it in motion.
I got three underpaintings done today. I kept pulling out the fan brush. I could here my old painting teacher writhing in pain every time I put that fan brush to canvas but I can’t help it. It feels so right. I’ve got Bob Ross in my soul right now and I think I should stop trying to pretend it’s just an accident. It’s ok. I can do whatever I want. So, happy little trees it is. If you can’t beat ’em, join ’em. Sorry Larry!
Tom’s getting me some cheap studio lights to help with my projects. I want to try a bunch of different mediums, and I need some studio lighting to get the job done right, I’ve needed it for a while anyway.
It feels good to be painting. Feels good to have problems to work out. It feels good pushing paint around. I feel like this February date is doable. Just gotta get into the studio regularly.