Hello and good evening-
I only have a few moments until my eyes shut themselves. My brain is protesting, insisting they stay open long enough for me to post a quick photo of the next painting I plan to do. But, I am very close to being down for the count....
This sketch is of a clam digger. It's part of my super secret project that I may or may not get. Art kinda sucks that way. The good news is that I sold three fiber pieces in one afternoon last week, which definitely put a little pep in my step the rest of the week....then came the weekend.
Weekends are supposed to be time to recharge...but I was busy catching projectile vomit in a large batter bowl. Gross. Three men down does not make for a great weekend. Especially when the men down are all under eleven. My oldest turned eleven last week. We had a fun date and I took her shopping, just to get home and have her up all night barfing. Then both little brothers followed suit. Seriously, I could go nuts. My only consolation is that I am entirely out of the house tomorrow!!! Yippee! I'm installing seventeen pieces at a restaurant in Annapolis. Very exciting! And no kids will be there! Perfect!
Ok, my phone and Macbook refuse to communicate tonight, but I will post the sketch when I get home tomorrow from my outing. Super excited about starting a new, smaller piece!
Sorry I don't have any goodies for you to look at tonight.