Pears AgainThese are the pears I did in class today. They started out much wetter and with a more intense yellow under-painting than yesterday's. We had fun with this. It was a joint effort - deciding on the color mixes and what brushes to use.
I have a stack of papers, drawings, and small paintings that I've been piling up over the last class session. I am anxious to go through them and put things in some kind of retrievable order. I always say that, and then one thing leads to another and it becomes a huge task and begins to involve every aspect of my life. I'll get every drawer dumped out to rearrange because I'll need to make room. I'll have a pile of stuff to go through that will take years (yes, years). I'll have to stop in the middle and go to the grocery store. I'll have to shove a pile of papers out of the way so I can get to the washing machine. Then I'll try to re-do my filing system so it will be cute. . . Did I just talk myself out of something?