an artist/puppeteer/fire twirler/figure skater/musical saw player/chauffeur/Rumi reader/rollergirl/seamstress/mermaid asking unanswerable questions about creativity
Sunday, September 11, 2005
Another dashed off little painting, done last night at 3am in celebration of 18 straight hours of studio cleaning and reorganizing completed. Boxes of oil pastels, guache, inks and other kinds of unused art supplies I'd forgotten about turned up, mostly inherited from my grandfather. They've always been too pretty to use, but it's time they were sacrificed to the Bad Art cause.